Cloud Palace, side hall!
The young girl sat before a mirror, her beautiful eyes turning back like rippling autumn waters. The comb resting at the ends of her hair seemed unable to smooth out the tangled thoughts in her heart.
"Is God Lan really giving this to me?"
Bibi Dong murmured softly.
Cang Lan had given her far too much.
Even if she repaid this kindness with everything she had, it would never be enough.
If her teacher wanted her to wear it, she naturally would not refuse!
But then...
What was the difference between wearing it and not wearing it?
Especially that mesh-like piece—how was she supposed to face anyone while wearing it?
Shyness filled Bibi Dong's heart. Having become her teacher's woman, her heart had become bound to him as well.
Although she had attended many lessons.
Every single one had surpassed her expectations!
At that moment, the hand holding the comb froze. Her other hand tucked a lock of beautiful hair behind her ear, while layers of rosy clouds spread across her face.
"I... seem to like a naughty teacher even more!"
The girl muttered shyly.
She was willing to spend the rest of her life following the Sacred Radiance of a god, but before such a holy God Lan, all she could do was look up in reverence.
Yet naughty Cang Lan gave her the sense of security of a little bird leaning against someone. It felt closer, more intimate, and more real!
Just as Bibi Dong was lost in thought, a familiar yet unfamiliar electronic voice sounded by her ear.
"Ding. Congratulations, you have become Cang Lan's friend!"
Her teacher's friend?
What was that...!?
Hearing the mysterious voice, Bibi Dong was stunned.
She was already her teacher's woman, so how had she become a friend