He watched his reflection as Su Wen's gentle movements gradually calmed him down.
"Teacher, why are you doing my hair so late? Is something going on?"
"Mm. I'll take you somewhere in a little while."
"Where?"
"My cultivation chamber!"
At that, Su Wen's hands suddenly froze.
Wait, what did she mean?
For some reason, Su Wen felt uneasy.
He should let Aunt Ye know he was back.
Su Wen asked cautiously, "T-Teacher, can I skip it today? I just got back and haven't even rested yet."
"Hehe, you slept all day. Haven't you had enough rest?"
Su Wen's eyelid twitched. This woman had actually been keeping tabs on him.
Some maid had probably tattled again.
Su Wen's mind wandered, and his hands slowed.
Bibi Dong didn't say anything or hurry him along. She simply watched the mirror in silence, occasionally pointing out where his movements were lacking.
After all that, Su Wen tied Bibi Dong's hair into a high ponytail.
He was fairly pleased with his handiwork.
"Bring me my clothes."
Bibi Dong saw that Su Wen was still admiring his work and reminded him, a little awkwardly.
She stood up and examined the hairstyle in the mirror. A faint smile touched her lips. It didn't seem quite suited to her, but for some reason, she still felt a little happy.
"Teacher, will this one do?"
"Have you ever served someone?"
"Only been served."
"Then today I'll teach you how to serve someone. Help me get dressed."
Bibi Dong's voice was cool and gave no hint of her mood.
"Teacher, I don't need to serve anyone, do I?"
Su Wen held the clothes, at a loss.
Bibi Dong gave a cold laugh. "You'll need to learn things like this before you get married. Hurry up. Stop dawdling."
Su Wen's mouth