"I'm the minister!"

It's still after school, or in the social office.

The minister suddenly let out a strange scream.

Bai Ya, who was reading a light novel, did not take his eyes off the words on the page, but continued to read.

Sister Ziyin, Xiaoting and Sister Su Qi are also in the social office. As usual, everyone in the CP department had a very laid-back and comfortable life.

The minister is probably too bored. Bai Ya felt such a feeling in his heart, and when the feeling disappeared-

"I'm a minister! Yuxin is the best! ”

The minister shouted again.

"Okay, you're right."

Bai Ya immediately responded.

"You're just trying to fool me, aren't you?"

"No, I really think so."

Bai Ya argued while reading the book.

"Liar. Your tone sounds the same as 'it's so hot~' and 'that's right~'! You're not listening to me seriously! ”

"Yes, yes, it's hot~"

"Look!"

Bai Ya finally raised his head from the book, clipped the bookmark, and turned his head to look at the minister.

"I'll just tell you the truth!"

"Do you really think so? Do you really think so? ”

"It's true!"

Bai Ya nodded.

What is it exactly? What did he think was true? What did the minister say?

"I'm the minister, and Yuxin is the most powerful—you really think so, right?"

"Uh-uh......"

Oops, I didn't expect the minister to say this.

"Then you lick the soles of my shoes right now, it's the minister's order."

"No, I'll get sick then!"

Bai Ya replied immediately. Then again, the minister's request is usually weird!

"Look!"

The minister shouted triumphantly.

"—Sure enough, it's not true! You don't think that way at all! ”

The minister sat cross-legged in his chair, and the man leaned back.

"What does that prove?"

"Prove that you are not qualified to be Bailan!"

What the minister said was simply inexplicable.

"You're worse than Bailan, it's simply Bailan withering. In other words, you are nothing more than 'white' or 'blue'! ”

Bai Ya was still confused.

Although he has become accustomed to the fact that ministers often throw out such difficult words as strongmen, "not qualified" still sounds quite annoying.

At the very least, he hopes that he is at least a "white orchid". It was a nickname that everyone had chosen for him a long time ago, and although it sounded a bit embarrassing, he loved it.

The bored minister found something to do, and looked satisfied. Bai Ya deliberately grabbed her and asked:

"And if I say I'm going to lick the soles of the minister's shoes, will the minister really let me lick it—the minister?"

"Huh?"

"I asked if you really made me lick the soles of my shoes."

"Oh, of course—the minister has said a word, and the horse is hard to chase."

Baiya resorted to a weakling-only attack that only a peaceful defeatist could perform.

"Is it really true?"

"Oh, uh-huh......"

The minister's momentum was completely weakened, and she appeared a little timid.

"Then please lift your feet."

"Oh, yes, that's ......"

The minister pressed the skirt with his hips and raised one foot.

Bai Ya left the chair, knelt on the ground, and squatted in front of the minister's shoes.

"I—I think it's better to forget it...... Right? Why, I'm going to get sick like this......"

The minister's voice sounded faint.

"Isn't that what the minister asked?"

"Stop, no, don't...... Don't lick. ”

"Okay, then I won't lick it. The minister's orders are to be obeyed absolutely. ”

Bai Ya immediately stood up and returned to his seat. He opened the book and continued to read the page.

“…… Hey? ”

The minister, curled up in his chair, couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.