the question makes hua cheng's smile widen, and he tilts his head to the side, the gesture a little playful. in this body, hua cheng looks to be no older than sixteen or seventeen years, an effect compounded by his casual robes and the mess of his hair, tied back in a loose and slightly off-center ponytail. surely, his looks make hearing young master from him seem especially audacious. ]
How old does the young master think I am?
[ but really, how is xichen to know that hua cheng has existed for eight centuries? that's part of the fun of it, though, and his gaze glitters with amusement from behind his black mask. ]
Or would you prefer that I call you senior? Teacher?
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hua cheng out here like V^__^V neener neenerthe question makes hua cheng's smile widen, and he tilts his head to the side, the gesture a little playful. in this body, hua cheng looks to be no older than sixteen or seventeen years, an effect compounded by his casual robes and the mess of his hair, tied back in a loose and slightly off-center ponytail. surely, his looks make hearing young master from him seem especially audacious. ]
How old does the young master think I am?
[ but really, how is xichen to know that hua cheng has existed for eight centuries? that's part of the fun of it, though, and his gaze glitters with amusement from behind his black mask. ]
Or would you prefer that I call you senior? Teacher?