Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

She instantly sensed someone bursting within ten steps of her, her expression darkening abruptly, a flash of violent killing intent appearing in her eyes.

"How dare you! Who gave you permission—"

Before she could finish uttering her rebuke, which was full of authority and anger, she froze instantly when she saw the lazy, silver-haired smiling face of the newcomer.

Bibi Dong's gaze became unusually complex in an instant.

There was shock, there was grievance, there was relief, but more than anything, there was an almost instinctive retreat.

In the end, she forced herself to suppress all her emotions, lowered her head again, and focused her gaze back on the words in the document before her, her tone cold and devoid of any warmth:

Why are you back?

Xuan Hao didn't say anything, but slowly walked over.

The combat boots made a rhythmic, soft sound as they stepped on the smooth, mirror-like floor, which could be clearly heard in the quiet government hall.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Bibi Dong's fingers gripping the quill pen tightened slightly involuntarily, and even her breathing became erratic.

The words that bastard said to her in the back hall two years ago were like a fire, burning her with torment for the past two years.

Xuan Hao walked up behind her.

Without any unnecessary movements, he stretched out his hands, which radiated warmth and vitality, and placed them firmly on Bibi Dong's thin shoulders, skillfully massaging them for her.

"you--"

Bibi Dong's body tensed up the moment they made contact, her level 99 soul power instinctively wanting to erupt and shatter this bastard who dared to offend the Pope's majesty.

"Don't move, your shoulders are too stiff, relax."

Bibi Dong bit her lower lip, and the soul power that had almost overturned the table finally subsided.

Under Xuan Hao's gentle yet firm kneading, her muscles, which had become stiff from extreme anxiety over the past six months, miraculously began to relax.

What are your thoughts?

While massaging her rounded shoulders, Xuan Hao asked casually.

Bibi Dong's quill pen left a jet-black ink mark on the document. She took a deep breath, as if exhausting all her strength, and slowly closed her eyes:

"Forget it, Xuanhao."

"Why?" Xuan Hao didn't stop moving.

"too late."

Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair, her voice filled with a deep weariness and deathly stillness.

“My life was ruined twenty years ago. I am now the successor of the Rakshasa God, and my soul has long since rotted in the dark abyss. You are still young, you have an unlimited future, there is no need to make a fuss over a dead person.”

"Late? How late?"

Xuan Hao chuckled and slightly increased the pressure on his hand.

"You are still alive, and I am still alive. As long as a person is not completely dead, it is never too late."

He leaned down slightly, his warm breath brushing against Bibi Dong's sensitive earlobe:

“I told you this when I left last time. I won’t leave you alone. Whether you want to stay in the darkness of the past or try to move on, I will be with you.”

"Even if you reject me now, or even kick me out of Wuhun City tomorrow, I will still shamelessly stick to you again. I never consider the big picture when I do things, and I will never leave."

"What I set my sights on, I will definitely get my hands on. You are no exception."

Bibi Dong's expression was extremely complicated. She suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head and stared intently into Xuan Hao's eyes: "But I can't do it! I can't accept it! I can't accept my own past, and I can't accept a man who is two generations younger than me looking at me with these eyes!"

"I can wait."

Xuan Hao met her sharp, almost collapsing gaze with a calm expression, showing no sign of backing down. "I can stay with you, for a day, a month, a year, until you can completely accept it."

“But you remember this: you cannot accept anyone else. No one but me.”

"I have a bad temper, but I can't bear to hurt you. But that's all I mean—I won't hurt you. As for others…"

"Anyone who dares to put their hand in front of you, anyone who dares to look at you twice, is no longer a consideration for me."

Bibi Dong felt a deep sense of helplessness.

Faced with this scoundrel who was impervious to both soft and hard tactics, possessed strength that was as formidable as a monster, and whose logic was utterly twisted, her cunning and cunning were completely useless.

She turned her head angrily and questioned, "Xuanhao, you have so many girls chasing after you, and they're all devoted to you. Why do you insist on fixating on me, a woman with such a tarnished reputation?!"

Xuan Hao lowered his head. "Because you are you, and they are them. There is no substitution between the two in my eyes."

“I’ve never been a rational person. I’m a thug completely driven by emotions and desires. So-called profit maximization and value exchange are not within my consideration. I’m too lazy to think about those empty things.”

"I want you, that's the only reason."

Xuanhao's hand gently touched the few stray strands of hair beneath her nine-curved purple-gold crown:

"Moreover, I can confirm that you are not actually averse to my getting close at all. You just can't accept your past self and are punishing yourself."

“I’m not in a hurry. I can wait. I can do everything I can until you’re willing to open your heart completely and accept me.”

Bibi Dong was so angry at the almost slip of the tongue that she laughed. Her cold and aloof facade was instantly torn open.

"But have you ever thought about..."

Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at him with a cold smile. "I'm not some kind of virtuous and gentle person. I'm also someone with an insatiable possessive streak. If you insist on having me, then I will definitely want to have you all to myself. Do you think something terrible will happen to your carefully built little harem outside if that day really comes?"

"That's something I need to consider."

Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow dismissively, "If I can't even handle my own woman, and end up being killed by you all because of a dispute over the spoils, then it's because I'm too weak and deserve to die."

Bibi Dong's expression was complicated, and she wanted to retort, "You're simply—"

However, she hadn't finished speaking.

Xuan Hao lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.

"Well--!"

Bibi Dong was struck dumb, her mind going completely blank for a moment.

She instinctively raised her hands, wanting to use her soul power to push away this audacious and shameless scoundrel in front of her.

But Xuanhao was faster.

The terrifying body pressed down on her, its arms like iron clamps, tightly pulling Bibi Dong into its embrace, completely blocking all her avenues of resistance.

A surge of vital energy enveloped her entire body like a heat wave.

In this domineering yet inexplicably comforting warmth, Bibi Dong only symbolically punched and pushed Xuan Hao's broad chest a couple of times, and in the end, she resigned herself to her fate and gave up resisting.

She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently, passively and somewhat stiffly accepting the predatory deep kiss.

For twenty years, my heart had been parched and cold, but at this moment it seemed as if a violent, primal rain had been poured in.

Chapter 366 The Strange Body That Has Been Sealed for Twenty Years

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Time passed by, second by second.

Just as Bibi Dong was almost suffocating from the kiss, and even her Nine-Bend Purple Gold Crown was slightly askew.

Xuan Hao suddenly bent down slightly, exerted force with his arms, and in a domineering manner, lifted Bibi Dong up from the chair by the waist.

The sudden lifting of her feet off the ground startled Bibi Dong, who was in a daze.

The deepest nightmare left in that dark, secret room back then was instantly and violently triggered in the moment when my body lost control.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Bibi Dong's eyes instantly turned extremely panicked and terrified, and she began to struggle frantically with all her might.

Seeing that Xuan Hao's arm remained motionless, in a panic, Bibi Dong didn't think twice and took a big bite out of Xuan Hao's shoulder, which was so close to her!

"hiss--"

Even the thick-skinned Xuan Hao couldn't help but gasp when faced with the full-force bite of a berserk Peerless Douluo.

To avoid actually triggering Bibi Dong's Rakshasa divine will and causing mutual destruction, Xuan Hao reluctantly let go of her and gently placed her back on the large dragon throne.

"Huh...huh..."

Bibi Dong slumped awkwardly into the dragon throne, her towering chest heaving violently.

She clutched her slightly disheveled clothes with one hand, her long, smooth hair completely cascading down her back. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Xuan Hao, red-rimmed, filled with lingering fear, panic, shame, and anger.

"Xuanhao! Don't go too far!"

Xuan Hao stood in front of the table, casually wiping the row of shallow teeth marks on the side of his neck, and looked at her with a strange expression.

"Too much?"

Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow. "Your Holiness, in your eyes, what exactly constitutes going too far?"

He pointed to Bibi Dong's still slightly swollen red lips: "Was that one-minute tongue battle just now not excessive? Or is it that, subconsciously, you can actually accept that level of intimacy?"

"It's just that my sudden action of picking you up triggered your defense mechanism?"

Xuan Hao stroked his chin and leisurely took a step forward:

"How about we take that movement that you were comfortable with earlier and take it a little further?"

"You—! You're shameless!"

Bibi Dong's fair and delicate face turned completely red to the roots of her neck.

"I've been like this since I was a child, you've known me for a long time."

Xuan Hao was unimpressed. Under Bibi Dong's bewildered gaze, he once again stepped over the table, his tall figure looming over her, and kissed her fiercely for the second time.

The temperature inside the government affairs hall seemed to be rising steadily over time.

This time, Xuanhao's kiss was deeper and more aggressive than before.

The immense blood and energy within him, belonging to a top predator, surged into Bibi Dong's body like a tidal wave the moment their lips met.

Under this almost savage, warm rush of energy, Bibi Dong felt her limbs and bones gradually becoming hot and numb.

Even the body that had been sealed away for twenty years and was already cold, unexpectedly began to experience a strange sensation at this moment.

As soon as this feeling arose, Bibi Dong instantly snapped out of her daze, followed by endless shame, anger, and panic.