Douluo: Protect Our Soul Hall

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, a flash of fish-belly white lighted up in the distant eastern sky.

Ye Qifeng woke up from a deep sleep, opened his hazy eyes, and looked sideways as usual.

There was a sudden movement.

Huh? The teacher didn't come back last night?

Ye Qifeng didn't find Bibi Dong's figure and was a little surprised.

At the same time, I secretly guessed in my heart, what kind of government affairs does Wuhun Palace have recently? Do I need to work all night to deal with it?

I originally wanted to discuss with her privately after waking up about leaving Wuhun City and traveling.

It seems that I can only go to the Pope's Palace to look for her for a while.

With thoughts in his mind, Ye Qifeng got up and folded the quilt.

I went behind the screen and washed up.

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Papal Palace.

Meeting hall.

Bibi Dong was lying lazily, her body slumped on the papal throne.

She was wearing a bright purple and gold papal dress.

The pope's dress fit perfectly and highlighted her curvaceous figure.

At first glance, it looks very charming.

Under the hem of the skirt, two perfect snow-white calves were slightly exposed, overlapping each other. A pair of jade feet were suspended in the air, slightly raised, on purple crystal high heels.

At this moment, Bibi Dong rested her elbows on the seat of the Pope's throne, held her smooth and smooth cheeks with her jade hands, closed her eyes tightly, and seemed to be recuperating.

But the slightly frowned brows and the slightly trembling slender eyelashes showed that her mood was not calm.

At first glance, he looked like he was worried.

In fact, there was no government affairs last night and she needed to be busy and deal with it.

The reason why she didn't go back to the Holy Child Hall to rest was not because she didn't want to.

But she didn't dare, felt embarrassed, and felt a little embarrassed.

Ye Qifeng's feeling was correct. Bibi Dong had indeed become a little abnormal during the recent period.

When she woke up one morning not long ago, she accidentally touched a certain part of her disciple's body, and was dumbfounded at that time.

As a woman who has lived for more than forty years, she doesn't understand anything, so she naturally understands what it means.

From that time on, she began to pay attention to her behavior.

Started to become reserved and restrained.

I don't dare to be as unscrupulous and go my own way as before.

At first, Bibi Dong tried to convince herself and pretended not to care.

But in the next few days, when I woke up every morning, I found that the situation was still the same with disciple Ye Qifeng.

She knew that disciple Ye Qifeng did not do it on purpose, because even Ye Qifeng himself was not aware of this situation.

That's purely a normal physiological phenomenon after the body has developed to a certain level.

But this time Bibi Dong had to be concerned.

She can't pretend anymore.

Every time she thought of that scene, she couldn't help but feel shy, blush, and felt a little unbearable.

Even unconsciously, the way he looked at his disciples was a little different.

An inexplicable strange feeling began to spread quietly in my heart.

Bibi Dong himself was not aware of this change at first.

Until recently, that feeling became stronger and stronger.

Bibi Dongfang suddenly realized that she actually had an inexplicable possessiveness towards her disciple Ye Qifeng.

This kind of possessiveness is not a lustful desire, but the desire for him to be by your side forever.

Bibi Dong didn't know why she had this desire, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger?

Although I do like Xiaofeng very much, I shouldn't. Xiaofeng is obviously still a child, so it is impossible for me to have such thoughts.

Something doesn't feel right, there must be something wrong?

Maybe it's because we've been together day and night for a long time that it gave me the illusion?

She didn't know.

So Bibi Dong has been worrying about this matter recently.

I feel a little melancholy, a little troubled, and my mood is always strangely irritable.

For this reason, she sat in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace all night, thought about it, and was upset all night long.

There were many times during this period that I wanted to follow my inner impulse and go to the Holy Son Hall and fall asleep with my disciple Ye Qifeng in my arms.

But after hesitating for a long time, I still couldn't make up my mind.

So Bibi Dong didn't sleep all night.

As a result, my current mood is complicated and difficult to describe, and I can never calm down.

Bibi Dong sighed silently in her heart, oh, how come Xiaofeng has grown up in just a few years?

Why does the soul master's body grow so fast?

Can't you go slower?

In the past, Xiaofeng was still a child, and he could do whatever he wanted. Now that Xiaofeng has suddenly grown up, how can he still hold him to sleep in the future?

what to do?

I can't sleep without hugging Xiaofeng, ah, I'm so irritable...

at this time.

The double doors of the meeting hall of the Papal Palace were suddenly opened from the outside.

Ye Qifeng's figure walked in from outside the door.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes suddenly, her pale purple eyes focused on her, and when she saw it was her handsome disciple Ye Qifeng, her beautiful eyes froze in an instant.

She was slumped on the papal throne, without changing her position, lying lazily.

His eyes were always locked on Ye Qifeng.

Her beautiful pale purple eyes looked straight at Ye Qifeng, moving with his steps without moving away even for a moment.

For some reason, Bibi Dong's heart suddenly surged with endless joy.

A pleasant electric current passed through my heart, and I felt extremely comfortable for a moment.

The melancholy and irritability in my heart actually disappeared a lot in an instant.

Ah~~~It’s that unparalleled safety and comfort again, just like when you hug Xiaofeng to sleep, you can feel it so clearly even from such a distance...

Bibi Dong let out a soft cry from the bottom of her heart, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Ye Qifeng slowly walked into the meeting hall and closed the double doors.

He looked up at the beautiful figure of Bibi Dong above the high platform.

At this time, she was wearing the glorious nine-curved purple gold crown on her head.

Her long pink-purple hair was tied back casually, falling down to her slender waist, and also falling on the papal throne.

Paired with the bright purple and gold pope's dress, they complemented each other, making her whole person seem to be blended into a dense purple halo.

It looks like a noble and charming beauty.

Even though she is now forty-five years old, the traces of time have not left a trace on her body. She still looks the same as a girl in her early twenties.

Coupled with her fair skin and almost perfect appearance.

Bibi Dong is still so stunningly beautiful, still so unique.

Six years of papal career has made her noble, elegant and indifferent temperament even more intense.

Compared with ten years ago, when Ye Qifeng first met her, she was not a little bit richer.

Even though they see each other almost every day, Ye Qifeng never gets tired of Bibi Dong's beauty.

Just like that, the eyes of the master and the disciple suddenly met in mid-air.

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