There is a group of voyeuristic women.

"How come the head of the White House is so elegant and charming..."

"Yes, yes, even the lines of the fingers are so elegant..."

"But the only fly in the ointment is that little girl! Why is she so embraced by the head of the White House!"

"If it were me, I would definitely be the envy of the world!"

"Just you? With your looks? Are you the envy of the world? I think you should go home and look in the mirror more often."

"you……!"

Bai Wangchuan's sharp eyes looked in the direction of the bamboo house and saw the corners of his clothes exposed beside the wooden house. Then, his eyes lowered again and looked at the fat figure beside him or in his arms.

"Hey, did you see it just now? The head of the White House saw me!"

"Tsk, I didn't see you, I saw your clothes!"

"It's just you, is it worthy of you?"

Fatty seemed to have heard the gossip, and couldn't help but cast a doubtful glance at the place where Bai Wangchuan was looking just now. "Is there anything over there?" She shifted her gaze and looked at Bai Wangchuan and asked.

"sparrow."

"..." Really? Are there sparrows wearing clothes in the world? That's really strange. The corners of his plump lips curled up, and a bright smile bloomed on his fair face.

Bai Wangchuan continued to guide Fatty, and was not disturbed by the deliberately lowered voices. Instead, he seemed very calm.

Of course, Fatty was too embarrassed to look elsewhere, so she started to learn it seriously and learned it well. She imitated all the movements taught by Bai Wangchuan and felt good about herself.

The pear blossoms swayed enchantingly, and under the tree, Bai Wangchuan's purple robe drew a quiet arc and fell to the ground.

In fact, Fatty is not a fool, but she is too lazy to learn, so she can't learn anything, including the level of "charming" that Bai Wangchuan can teach her to play the piano to.

Now she could barely imitate Bai Wangchuan's movements, and her hand movements were terrifyingly stiff.

She can't figure out Bai Wangchuan, and Bai Wangchuan doesn't understand her either.

As if destined, he and she would meet at this place. What happened a thousand years ago?

At three o'clock in the morning, the sun hung above the head and emitted dazzling light toward the ground. The earth was plated with a gorgeous golden edge.

Bai Wangchuan still had an expressionless face, but on the contrary, he was plump. He could no longer stand the scorching temperature, and his face wrinkled into a ball, like a bun.

It’s still the bamboo house—

"It's been three hours, why hasn't the White House master taught her yet?"

"Oh, there are really such stupid people in the world!"

"Isn't that just stupid? It's better than you being stupid."

"What did you say? I owe you Bian!"

"I didn't say anything, but I can have lunch now and I haven't seen any movement over there."

"It seems they have no intention of eating at all. In a few hours, the drunk lady will call us to eat."

"What about the head of the White House?"

"A drunken lady has no control over the master of the White House."

The sparkling water reflected seven or eight thief-like heads. Those seven or eight people were whispering, not knowing what they were thinking.
Chapter completed!