Dear Lord, Can You Speak Like A Normal Person?

Ning Xi took a deep breath then walked towards him.

Xi Shiqing closed the scripture he was holding and looked up when he heard some footsteps.

Xi Shiqing’s eyes were tranquil, he did not react much even after he saw who had come in.

"Benefactress Ning…"

Ning Xi felt immensely helpless against him. He was so determined, even using "benefactress" to address her now!

Ning Xi pinched the space between her eyebrows, sitting right across Xi Shiqing as she released a long sigh, "Bro, what are you doing? Why have you suddenly decided to become a monk?"

"I made this decision after quite a long consideration. If you, Benefactress Ning, are here to persuade me, you may leave now."

"Is it because of me?" Ning Xi asked directly.

"It was all my decision, it is unrelated to anyone."