Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

Silent all night.

In the early morning of the next day, a touch of fish maw white lighted up in the distant eastern sky.

Ye Qifeng woke up from his deep sleep, opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and habitually looked sideways.

A sudden movement.

Um? 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 that there are some government affairs in the Spirit Hall recently, do I need to be busy all night to deal with it?

I originally wanted to discuss with her privately after waking up, leaving Wuhun City and going out to travel.

It seems that it will only take a while to go to the Pope's Palace to find her.

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

Go behind the screen and wash up.

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Pope's Palace.

Conference hall.

Bibi Dong reclined lazily, her body limp on the Pope's throne.

She was wearing a violet-gold pope's long dress.

The Pope's dress was a perfect fit, which brought out her curvaceous figure.

At first glance, the style is infinite.

Under the skirt, two perfect snow-white legs were slightly exposed, overlapping each other. A pair of jade feet stepped on lavender crystal high heels, suspended in the air, slightly tilted.

At this moment, Bibi Dong put her elbows on the seat of the Pope's throne, her jade hands supported her smooth and snowy cheeks, and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was resting.

It's just the slightly frowning brows and the slender eyelashes that tremble slightly, but it shows that her mood is not calm.

It looks like a worried look.

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, was embarrassed, and a little embarrassed.

Ye Qifeng's feeling is not wrong, Bibi Dong has indeed become a little abnormal recently.

When she woke up one morning not long ago, she accidentally touched a part of the disciple's body, and she was dumbfounded.

She is a woman who has lived in her forties. She doesn't understand anything, she naturally understands what that means.

That is, from then on, she began to pay attention to her behavior.

Begin to become reserved, begin to become restrained.

Don't dare to be as unscrupulous as before, then go your own way.

At first, Bibi Dong tried to convince herself, trying her best to pretend not to care.

It was just the next few days that I woke up every morning and found that disciple Ye Qifeng was still there.

She knew that the disciple Ye Qifeng didn't do it on purpose, because even Ye Qifeng himself didn't notice this situation.

It is purely a normal physiological phenomenon that the body has developed to a certain extent.

But this time Bibi Dong had to pay attention.

She couldn't pretend any longer.

Whenever she thought of that scene, she couldn't help being shy, couldn't help blushing, she was very embarrassed, and felt a little bit unbearable.

Even unknowingly, the way he looked at the disciple was a little different.

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

Bibi Dong didn't realize this change at first.

Until recently, that feeling has grown stronger.

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

This possessiveness is not a lustful desire, but a desire to wish him to be by his side forever.

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

Although he really likes Xiaofeng, he shouldn't. Xiaofeng is obviously still a child, so it is impossible for him to have such thoughts.

Not quite right, there must be something wrong?

Maybe it's because of getting along day and night, for a long time, that makes you have an illusion?

She doesn't know.

So Bibi Dong has been worrying about this recently.

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

For this reason, she sat for a whole night in the discussion hall of the Pope's Palace last night, thinking about it all night, and was restless all night.

During this period, there were many times when I wanted to follow my inner urge to go to the Hall of the Holy Child, and fall asleep with my disciple Ye Qifeng in my arms.

But after hesitating for a long time, he still could not make up his mind.

So Bibi Dong didn't sleep all night.

As a result, the current mood is complicated and unspeakable, and it has never been able to calm down.

Bibi Dong sighed silently in her heart, alas, how did Xiaofeng grow up in only a few years?

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

Can't you be slower?

In the past, Xiaofeng was still a child, and he was fine with whatever he wanted. Now that Xiaofeng has suddenly grown up, how can he sleep with him in his arms in the future?

How to do?

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

at this time.

The double-opening doors of the Council Hall of the Pope's Palace were suddenly opened from the outside.

The figure of Ye Qifeng walked in from the door.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes abruptly, her lavender eyes beating over, seeing that it was her handsome disciple Ye Qifeng, her beautiful eyes instantly solidified.

She slumped on the Pope's throne, did not change her posture, and reclined lazily.

It's just that his eyes have been locked on Ye Qifeng.

Beautiful lavender eyes, staring straight at Ye Qifeng, moved with his pace without moving away even for a moment.

For some reason, Bibi Dong's heart was filled with endless joy, and suddenly surged up.

The refreshing current passed through my heart, and I felt very comfortable for a while.

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

Ah~~~ it is the kind of unparalleled safety and comfort, just like when sleeping with Xiaofeng in his arms, even though it is so far away, it can feel so clearly...

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

Ye Qifeng slowly walked into the conference hall, and closed the double door.

Looking up at the top of the high platform, Bibi Dong's beautiful figure.

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

A long pink-purple hair, casually tied behind the head, fell to the thin waist that Yingying held, and also sprinkled on the Pope's throne.

Paired with the bright purple-gold pope's dress, they complemented each other, making her whole person seem to be immersed in 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, and she still looks the same as a girl in her early twenties.

Coupled with her fair skin, she has an almost perfect face.

Bibi Dong is still so amazingly beautiful, still so different.

The six-year papal career has made her noble, elegant and tranquil temperament even more intense.

Compared with ten years ago, when Ye Qifeng met her for the first time, it was not a star.

Although they could meet almost every day, Ye Qifeng couldn't get tired of seeing Bibi Dong's beauty.

In this way, the eyes of the master and the apprentice suddenly met in mid-air.

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