As she spoke, she turned to leave, her steps somewhat flustered.
The pope who was usually dignified, aloof, and decisive in killing now looked like a child who had done something wrong, wanting only to flee this unbearably awkward place as quickly as possible.
"Teacher, wait." Ye Xuan hurriedly called out to stop her.
Bibi Dong paused, but did not turn around. With her back to them, her voice was still somewhat unnatural. "Is there anything else?"
"Since you're already here, Teacher, why not sit down for a cup of tea before leaving?"
Ye Xuan's voice quickly regained its calm. Beyond the awkwardness, there was a greater sense of openness.
She had seen them, so what? It was not as if he had suffered any loss.
Hu Liena and he were in love. There was nothing illicit about it, so there was no need to hide it.
Besides, Bibi Dong was still his teacher. Looking once would not cost him a piece of flesh.
Hu Liena also poked her head out from Ye Xuan's arms. The blush on her face had yet to fade, but she gathered her courage and spoke.
"Yes, Teacher. You rarely come by, so stay and sit for a while."
Bibi Dong fell silent for a moment, and the embarrassment in her heart gradually faded somewhat.
She took a deep breath and slowly turned around. Her face recovered some of its composure, though her gaze was still a little unnatural. "Very well."
Ye Xuan hurriedly pulled Hu Liena to her feet, and they quickly straightened their clothes.
Blushing, Hu Liena ran behind the screen to change into a clean dress, while Ye Xuan went to the nearby table and brewed Bibi Dong a cup of tea.
The atmosphere inside the wooden cabin remained subtly awkward.
Bibi