He hastily shook his head.
"I'm not scolding her, I'm praising her, I mean, she looks like, like..."
"@%@#￥!@#"
Suddenly a string of chirps burst from his mouth.
Well, actually it's just their local dialect.
Although the Central Plains language is universally spoken in the current world and considered the official language, Cen Zhuangzhuang, after all, wasn't personally raised by Cloud Fairy, and he doesn't quite like studying.
Although he can speak it, his accent still has a bit of a strange flavor, and his choice of words can be slightly inappropriate, which is why he always ends up being the butt of the joke.
After hearing this sentence, Cen Yueyue was dumbfounded.
The expression on her face immediately turned into one of incredulous amusement. Others might just be confused upon hearing it, but she knew what Cen Zhuangzhuang meant; the boy meant to say that the girl is as pretty as an Oiran!
"You...hahaha~ Brothel boss, what a term you've come up with..."
