In Huang Xiaoqi's villa, Lu Ping was cultivating. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. He opened his eyes.
In front of him was a face.
Lu Ping's heart tightened.
"Huang Shiliu? What are you doing here?"
Lu Ping looked at the child in front of him in surprise.
Was he too immersed in cultivation? Did he not notice his arrival? Lu Ping was puzzled.
It must be known that even if a cultivator was in a meditative state, it did not mean that they knew nothing about the outside world.
It was just that their perception was relatively slow.
Huang Shiliu curled her lips and said, "You're not that good-looking."
If someone else said that about him, Lu Ping would definitely be very unconvinced, but this was a child...
Lu Ping had to admit that Huang Shiliu had completely crushed him in terms of good looks.
He was a little feminine, but when he grew up, he would definitely be a super handsome guy.