I’m Writing a Diary in a Fantasy World — I Really Am Not a 'Cao Thief'! Chapter 53.2 : A Bit Foolish. (Part 2)

Chu Ge had more or less co to understand his own master's temperant, so he naturally did not overthink Luo Huangjun's slightly cool attitude.

Having not seen his proud and aloof master for so ti, Chu Ge naturally missed her quite a bit.

Seeing that his master seed to be admiring the scenery, Chu Ge followed suit and began to "admire the scenery" as well.

Only, what Luo Huangjun was viewing was the majestic landscape of the Taihuang mountain range—while what Chu Ge was viewing was the stunningly beautiful "scenery" right beside him.

'Th-this… this rebellious disciple, why is he staring at so unblinkingly again?'

Luo Huangjun felt as though Chu Ge's gaze had taken on substance. A hint of rosy red crept onto her crystal-clear little earlobes, then gradually spread along her snow-white neck.

The two of them stood there in silence.

Luo Huangjun dared not move.

Chu Ge, on the other hand, simply did not want to move.

With such a perfect opportunity to admire his master's peerless beauty, he wished it could last forever.

As he gazed, he did not forget to make a record. He directly used the diary's recording function to take pictures of Luo Huangjun's current posture and upload them into the diary.

[Master is really beautiful. image.jpg, image.jpg]

[What a coincidence—Master has a mouth, and I also have a mouth. If only we could… hehe]

The diary copy in Luo Huangjun's mind stirred. Her heart jolted.

Don't tell —?!

Her heart jumped into her throat as she nervously tapped into the diary copy.

When she saw the newly appeared diary entry, the heart she had been holding up finally "died" on the spot.

'This rebellious disciple!'

'What do you an you have a mouth and I have a mouth—doesn't everyone have one? Yet you say such improper nonsense!'

Looking at the several close-up photos of herself recorded in the diary,

and at Chu Ge's extrely indecent remarks, Luo Huangjun felt an indescribable sense of sha instantly flood her heart.

The alluring blush was no longer content to linger only around her ears and neck—it brazenly climbed up onto her cheeks.

None of these changes escaped Chu Ge's eyes.

He personally witnessed Luo Huangjun's face transform from flawless white jade to being steeped in crimson.

'Master… is she blushing?'

Chu Ge thought to himself.

He knew that Luo Huangjun's defenses were low—he had sensed it before.

But he truly had not expected them to be this low. He had only stared at her for a short while, and she was already showing signs of overheating.

Under such a gaze, Luo Huangjun really could not hold on any longer.

She stiffly turned her head a little and cast a seemingly casual glance at Chu Ge.

"Why are you staring at your master like that?"

Though the words were phrased as a question, the hidden aning was quite clear:

That's enough now—stop staring at her so intently.

Her voice was as cool and ethereal as ever.

Yet in Chu Ge's ears, he caught sothing else—he keenly noticed the faint tremor hidden in her tone.

Clearly, this current composure was just her forcing herself to hold it together, like a thin disguise. With just a light poke from Chu Ge, it would completely collapse!

The thought of "having a grip" on this cool and aloof master had already risen in his heart.

"Because Master is so beautiful. I wasn't paying attention for a mont and just fell into it."

Chu Ge had lived two lives, and in his previous life he had lived in the age of information. Setting everything else aside, when it ca to thick skin, he definitely had enough of it.

Without blushing and without missing a beat, he spoke such a blunt line straight out.

"You…!"

Luo Huangjun was left montarily speechless.

"Silver-tongued."

Only after a long while did she finally manage to utter those few words.