Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 186 Happy Every Day

The sky gradually darkens and the sunset is so gentle.

The hundred-foot waterfall cascades down, as majestic as the Milky Way.

The water splashed, forming layers of mist. Under the sunlight, the rainbow appeared and disappeared, adding a bit of fantasy and mystery to this magnificent scene.

There was a deafening roar in her ears. It was the sound of water hitting rocks. It was like a symphony of nature, echoing in Bibi Dong's ears.

She floated slowly above the pool of water beneath the hundred-meter waterfall.

The sunset was as gentle as a mother, caressing her long light purple hair gently.

She had just finished a day of hard training and was exhausted both physically and mentally, but her heart could not be said to be satisfied, but at least it could be said to be peaceful.

This is a kind of tranquility in which the body is completely powerless, but the spirit is in good shape.

This situation could only happen to someone like Bibi Dong, who had extremely strong mental power but whose soul power was sealed.

The roar of the waterfall echoed in her ears, like a symphony of nature, bringing a little comfort to her tired soul.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and let her body sway gently with the waves of the pool.

She took a deep breath, feeling the moisture and fragrance of flowers and plants in the air, as if it could wash away all her fatigue.

However, this tranquility was still broken by rumors.

He produced a long rope from somewhere and tied it into a noose. He then spun it around his head a few times and the noose flew out in a parabola.

The circle accurately caught Bibi Dong's neck, and Feng Yan tightened it and pulled Bibi Dong to the shore.

At this moment, there was no tranquility in Bibi Dong's eyes. She was almost going crazy.

What’s even more infuriating is that after Feng Yan pulled her back to the shore, he tied a noose around her hands, threw the other end of the rope onto the branch of a big tree, and then hung Bibi Dong on the tree.

"You little brat! What are you doing?"

"You're all wet, don't I have to dry you out?" Feng Yan spread his hands.

Even though Bibi Dong had no strength left in her body, she would not have been able to even struggle.

But Bibi Dong was struggling, and she was also struggling and entangled.

Because she originally had only a few strips of cloth hanging on her body, and after being washed by the waterfall, there was not much left.

It's easy in the water, and it's also easy hanging on a tree.

Not to mention that she had lost all her composure during this struggle, the most likely thing was that the cloth strips could no longer cover her body.

But Feng Yan's actions did not stop at all. He lit a fire under the tree again and approached various unknown creatures.

The billowing smoke brushed across her cheeks, and Bibi Dong's silver teeth were almost broken.

This guy did it on purpose!
Looking up at Bibi Dong gritting her teeth, Feng Yan felt his heart was comforted.

"Dong, how about if you say something nice, I'll let you go?"

Looking at Feng Yan shaking his head, Bibi Dong laughed silly.

"Ah…"

You want to listen, right?

As we all know, women are the most patient and the best at acting.

Bibi Dong had been holding back her temper for more than 40 years, and after putting aside her identity as the Pope and carefully recalling the feeling of pinching her throat, she said, "Yan~ just let me go~"

However, Feng Yan seemed to be surprised, "I'm talking to the squirrel, what's wrong with you?"

Bibi Dong's pupils trembled, and she turned her head, following the direction Feng Yan was pointing, and looked at the yellow-haired squirrel next to her that was hung in the same posture as her.

I am the Pope, powerful and admired by all. I smiled sweetly, and you told me that you were talking to a squirrel?!

At this time, Feng Yan spoke again, "Why are you looking at her? Look at your father."

Bibi Dong subconsciously turned her head and looked at Feng Yan again.

After being stunned for a moment, Bibi Dong was immediately furious. "What did you say?"

Feng Yan grinned and pointed at the squirrel again, "What are you looking at? I'm talking to it."

Finally, Bibi Dong completely collapsed. She no longer cared about her face and struggled hard, "Yan Feng! You will regret this! You'd better not expect me not to escape!"

Unfortunately, she was indeed exhausted, and her struggles were even less powerful than a salted fish turning over.

"You're shouting with full energy, so just hang on~"

As he spoke, Feng Yan hummed a little tune and fiddled with the game on the charcoal fire as Bibi Dong's stomach growled.

He took out a jug of wine and looked so beautiful in the magnificent evening.

After seeing this scene, Bibi Dong knew that struggling was futile.

So she simply gave up struggling, closed her eyes, used her mental power to block her five senses, and lay motionless.

Seeing this, Feng Yan's mouth twitched again. "I always feel like something is missing...ah~beauties drinking with me!"

At this moment, rumors were spreading like wildfire, so he quickly let go of Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong has a well-proportioned figure, but she is not particularly tall.

On the contrary, Bibi Dong's height in girl form only reaches Feng Yan's chest.

So, it was natural for Feng Yan to use her as a pillow and hold her in his arms.

Feng Yan leaned against a huge rock beside the pond, took off his shoes and socks and soaked his feet, drank a pot of wine, and ate some game.

The jade in my arms is soft and warm, and Bibi Dong between my fingers is as tender and smooth as water.

This feeling is even more exhilarating than ever reaching the summit.

Before they knew it, the moon was above the branches, the sky and the stars became their bed, and Feng Yan fell asleep holding Bibi Dong.

In the dead of night, Bibi Dong finally opened her eyes.

At this moment, she was lying in Feng Yan's arms, looking at the starry sky with eyes that were so cold.

But when she gritted her teeth and tried to turn over, the expression on her pretty face softened again.

After all, Feng Yan's hands and feet were not honest at all, and he kept pressing on places that shouldn't be pressed.

Even if Bibi Dong closed her five senses, it was impossible for her to have no feelings at all.

This kind of thing, the more she tried to shut up, the more unbearable it became, not to mention that she had been enduring it for decades.

What's more, as soon as she opened her eyes, she was overwhelmed by the strong hormones.

At this moment, Bibi Dong, who was like a young animal, had no control over the changes in her body. As she twisted restlessly, her skin became increasingly red.

Bibi Dong wanted to turn around because her only means of attack now was her teeth.

She had to bite the person behind her hard! If she moved too much and made any noise, it would be bad if she woke him up.

But her movements were small and seemed slow, and the longer she slowed, the weaker Bibi Dong's body became.

The more he struggled in the quagmire, the deeper he sank. When he could no longer extricate himself, Feng Yan was awakened by the burning sensation on Bibi Dong's skin.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's body turned hard and red.

"Hmm..."

A hint of grief still leaked out of her mouth, and Feng Yan was so scared that he raised his head unnaturally.

Bibi Dong could no longer resist; her body turned into mud.

"……let me go!"

But how could she care about her face or anything else at this moment? After waking up, Feng Yan reacted and was now in great danger!
"I...I'll agree to anything you ask! Let me go!"

However, what responded to Bibi Dong was an unexpected yet reasonable turn.

"Is it possible? The fire back then has been burning till now. Can you escape, Bibi Dong?"

Feng Yan's hoarse voice pierced Bibi Dong's heart.

Because some things cannot be clearly explained with just one sentence, one action, or one look.

More importantly, it’s the whole person.

Just like Bibi Dong had imagined countless times, Feng Yan held her in his arms, lifted her chin forcefully, and held her down so that she could not move.

Just like what she had done to Feng Yan before, she subconsciously desired Feng Yan to do the same to her even more.

Back then, Bibi Dong was just testing her own fantasies herself.

Now, the beautiful silver-haired man was repeating all of this. Every breath he took hurt Bibi Dong's cheeks, as if they were burned by fire.

But this time, Bibi Dong was left with only fear in her heart.

She was more afraid than ever of this happening.

"No... I finally got my body back together..."

It was not easy to become pure again, and Bibi Dong only wanted to give this perfection to the man who was like her life.

Feng Yan certainly understood, but he had no intention of stopping.

He reached out and pulled off the last piece of cloth covering Bibi Dong.

Watching Bibi Dong's tears sliding down her cheeks, Feng Yan felt like he was almost becoming a pervert, and he couldn't stop smiling.

"I told you, I am Feng Yan. Didn't you poison me to get me? Are you scared now? Are you acting like a victim now?"

Sometimes, the more truth you tell, the less likely people will believe you.

That's Bibi Dong.

She just felt that it was Yan Feng who was asking her to let down her guard and accept him without hesitation.

In this way, it will be best if everyone is happy.

Looking at the face that she longed for the most that was slowly approaching, Bibi Dong's hands weakly knocked on his chest, "No... You can't let Xiaoxue down again! I... I can change the way I satisfy you!"

Bibi Dong made her utmost determination and tried to stop him from going any further.

Feng Yan felt bored in an instant.

The more he tried to please her, the more Feng Yan hated her, especially when that person was Bibi Dong.

Turning around, Feng Yan lay on the side, "It's boring. You are just as boring as those boring women."

Afterwards, he began to recite the meditation mantra silently.

Feng Yan was thinking, why not find a place to imprison Bibi Dong.

After all, Bibi Dong is Qian Renxue's mother. Killing her would be too much for Qian Renxue.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Bibi Dong, the Spirit Hall Pope who was revered by everyone, kneeling in front of him, with a face full of grievance and reluctance.

Unfortunately, the meditation mantra is not just for fun.

Bibi Dong's face was soon filled with panic, and her movements became more aggressive. "I...I can do it! You have to believe in me!"

Feng Yan originally wanted to withdraw and leave, but this sentence was too shocking.

Feng Yan grinned, "Aunt, are you only able to use your hands?"

Just simple stimulation is not enough to motivate this man.

So, Bibi Dong secretly made up her mind.

As long as we don't break through the last hurdle, everything will be fine.

……

When the sun rose, Bibi Dong could finally wash in the pond.

But there was a man beside her who was holding her tightly.

“Not bad~”

It can be said that Feng Yan took all the advantages. Except for the last step, Bibi Dong did everything she should have done.

Now, His Holiness the Pope no longer cares. Having not eaten for a long time and being completely exhausted, Bibi Dong can only let Feng Yan do whatever he wants.

When Feng Yan carried her ashore, she was not hung on the tree to dry.

But there is something more important.

"Can you... give me a piece of clothing?" Bibi Dong still made this insignificant request.

After all, the rag had been completely shredded and could no longer be worn.

"sure."

Feng Yan smiled mischievously again, making Bibi Dong feel uneasy.

This is true.

Feng Yan took out a pair of white tights and a black and white skirt with very little fabric and threw them at Bibi Dong.

"How come you have clothes like this?"

"Isn't that an unnecessary question? I have quite a few wives, so what's wrong with preparing a few clothes? I also have the ones Xiaoxue wore, do you want some?"

“…No need!”

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and tried to put on her pantyhose.

I can say that I am powerless, but I really am powerless.

Finally, she looked at Feng Yan who was slowly getting dressed, "...Can you help me..."

How good are Fengyan’s headphones?
Even though she spoke very softly, the noise from the waterfall was loud enough for Feng Yan to hear it.

Originally Feng Yan wanted to tease Bibi Dong again, but considering that she had worked hard all night and would continue to work hard in the future, Feng Yan decided not to make things difficult for her.

Feng Yan came behind Bibi Dong and hugged her.

He took the pantyhose and slowly put them on her legs. After smoothing out the wrinkles, Feng Yan put the maid outfit on Bibi Dong's perfect body.

It's a pity that it doesn't fit well. After all, it was Xue Di's leftover clothes, and it's still a little small for Bibi Dong's current young girl figure.

After feeling Feng Yan's big hand brushing across his body, His Holiness the Pope's face flushed unconsciously again.

"…Thanks."

"Thank you? I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

Regardless of the sun, Feng Yan used Bibi Dong as a pillow, held her in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Only this time, Bibi Dong lay on his chest.

Looking up at the boy, Bibi Dong's eyes were extremely complicated.

He is not really gentle, he is even very bad.

But I never really forced myself to do anything, nor did I act like an animal, nor did I beat or scold anyone.

This was beyond Bibi Dong's expectations.

She found that besides being happy, he was more like a child who had been humiliated and was playing with her out of spite.

At many moments, Bibi Dong had such an illusion.

It seemed that he was indeed Feng Yan, just like during that month that year, no one knew what had happened and he was just mumbling Feng Yan.

But lying in his arms, Bibi Dong felt ashamed.

After all, he is also Qian Renxue's man.

Unconsciously, with a sense of delusion, Bibi Dong fell into a deep sleep.

It had been many years since Bibi Dong slept so peacefully as she did this time.

As the days passed, Bibi Dong finally got used to it all.

In two years, Bibi Dong seemed to have become Feng Yan's beloved wife.

Wake him up every day, take care of his daily life, and go to sleep every day.

Days like this, just like she had imagined, went on day after day.

Until this day, Tang San finally woke up and started practicing after a year of sleep. In the second year, he completed the practice goal assigned to him by Tang Hao.

Feng Yan, who was meditating, also opened his eyes at this time, and a waterfall spread out in all directions.

"Tsk, Tang San is stupid, but it makes him more focused." Feng Yan commented immediately.

Bibi Dong naturally leaned into Feng Yan's arms, and after a deep kiss, she said, "Remove my restrictions. The threat from them father and son is still too great. It's better to kill them."

Bibi Dong has mentioned this matter countless times, so Feng Yan certainly won't let her go.

A slap landed on Bibi Dong's buttocks, and Feng Yan rolled his eyes. "Dear Pope, I advise you not to have this idea, or I really can't help it."

(End of this chapter)