Hearing Yun Xianxian's angry voice, Lu Chen immediately moved his hand away from the puppet of Yun Xianxian, and then looked up with an innocent face, asking, "Master, why are you suddenly angry?"
Seeing Lu Chen's innocent look, pretending as if he knew nothing, Yun Xianxian felt a surge of nameless anger rise within her.
A faint blush appeared on Yun Xianxian's cold and beautiful face. "Although this is just a puppet, its body is exactly the same as mine. What are your intentions when you touch the puppet here and there!"
Lu Chen laughed and said, "Master, why are you so sensitive? It's just a puppet after all."
"This puppet was originally meant to attract the enemies; if enemies can touch it, why can't I, your disciple, touch it?"
Hearing Lu Chen's evasive argument, Yun Xianxian's brows furrowed slightly. True as it may be, she couldn't shake the feeling that this mischievous disciple was desecrating her.