Holy Land

Bai Di picked up the little female and smiled helplessly.

"It seems that I didn't perform well just now. You saw through me immediately. If that's the case, I'm sure the high priest knows that I'm guarding against him. What should I do?"

"No, you were very good just now. Your performance could be considered perfect."

"Then why did you see through my front?"

Huanhuan said seriously, "Because sometimes, being too perfect is also a disguise."

People who were really close to each other would not deliberately pay attention to whether they were perfect enough.

Bai Di couldn't help but kiss her fair face. "Teacher Huanhuan, you're right. I've learned something from you."

Huanhuan's face turned red. "Don't call me that."

'That sounds strangely shameful!'

But Bai Di said, "Shuang Yun can call you that. Why can't I?"

"When did he call me teacher…"

"In bed. He pestered you while calling you teacher and—"