Douluo Continent: Martial Soul is the Star Forging Dragon King

Unfortunately, before Luo Chen could say anything, Bibi Dong had already removed her crown.

"Xiao Chen?"

Seeing that Luo Chen didn't react, Bibi Dong smiled and asked, "Do you want your teacher to help you take off your clothes?"

"what?"

Luo Chen was a little confused, but seeing Bibi Dong's expectant eyes, he shook his head repeatedly and said, "I, I can take it off myself, no need to trouble the teacher."

"Ok."

Bibi Dong was somewhat disappointed, but she still turned around and took off all the accessories she was wearing.

The moon was bright and the stars were few. A gentle breeze stirred the pale purple gauze curtains that had fallen in front of the balcony, and under the light of the soul-guided device used for illumination, a graceful figure was reflected.

Bibi Dong removed her papal robes, revealing smooth, delicate, snow-white skin.

With a light touch of her jade feet, her fair, long legs parted the rising steam and slowly immersed themselves in the hot bath. The beautiful pope let out a soft, comfortable moan, then leisurely coiled her wine-red hair into a bun.

"Xiao Chen, why are you still standing there?"

Bibi Dong glanced back at her disciple who was still standing there. She saw the boy holding a snow-white bath towel in his hands, covering his body.

"Come here quickly, let the teacher help you wash first."

"Forehead…"

Luo Chen tilted his head back, his face slightly flushed, his eyes unsure of where to look.

The stunningly beautiful pope had half her body submerged in the water, revealing only her pink shoulders and half of her snow-white skin, yet she seemed completely unconcerned about exposing her body to her beloved disciple.

And that was indeed the case; Bibi Dong had absolutely no defenses against a child who was only six years old.

"Um, teacher."

Luo Chen said awkwardly, "Why don't you wash first, and I'll come later."

"Puch."

Seeing Luo Chen's awkward manner, Bibi Dong found him incredibly adorable: "Little Chen, why are you so shy in front of your teacher?"

"Hurry up, come over to the teacher."

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There was nothing Luo Chen could do but give in to Bibi Dong, so he chose a spot a little further away and obediently sat down.

"Wow!"

"Honestly, why sit so far away?"

Bibi Dong couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she pulled Luo Chen over, bent her knees slightly, and placed her disciple in her arms.

Then, as if punishing him for disobeying, he pinched Luo Chen's cheeks and gently pulled them to both sides.

"Teacher, ouch~~"

Luo Chen was lying in Bibi Dong's arms.

In an instant, Luo Chen's breathing quickened.

"Splash~ Splash~~"

Bibi Dong clearly noticed Luo Chen's reaction, but she didn't care.

In her view, Luo Chen was an orphan who had never experienced the taste of maternal love since childhood, and he was so uneasy just by holding him in her arms.

"Xiao Chen is such a good boy."

Seeing that Luo Chen had stopped struggling, Bibi Dong was satisfied and used her soul power to absorb the cleaning essence that was placed in the distance.

Luo Chen's hair was not short, and it was very fluffy, feeling quite nice to the touch.

While washing Luo Chen's hair, Bibi Dong enjoyed the wonderful experience of having her disciple sitting in her lap, being carefully cared for by her.

"Teacher, is your hair almost washed?"

"Ah."

Bibi Dong gathered her soul power and manipulated the water flow to wash away the foam on Luo Chen's head.

The next moment, the soul-guided device used for cleaning under the pool water began to operate, filtering out the foam and restoring the pool water to its clean state.

"Whoo~~~"

Seeing that Bibi Dong had finally finished her actions, Luo Chen was about to breathe a sigh of relief when the stunningly beautiful Pope spoke up: "Alright, Xiao Chen, stand up now. Your teacher is going to help you wash up."

"!!!"

Fifteen minutes later, Bibi Dong, having finally satisfied her overflowing maternal love with Luo Chen, took out Luo Chen's and her own clothes from the soul tool.

The moon-white robe was specially made for Luo Chen by the Spirit Hall. It was extremely comfortable to wear. Luo Chen's injuries had just been healed today, and he had also performed the ascension ceremony for Bibi Dong. He was mentally and physically exhausted, so he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the bed.

"Xiao Chen? Xiao Chen?"

Bibi Dong came to Luo Chen's side. At this moment, her wine-red long hair had been let down, and she was only wearing a light purple gauze nightgown.

"have you slept?"

The stunningly beautiful Pope lay gracefully on her side beside Luo Chen, her chin resting on her hand, her beautiful eyes gazing at her disciple's adorable sleeping face.

"So cute."

Bibi Dong subconsciously placed her hand on Luo Chen's chest and patted it gently.

'Xiao Chen is so great!'

Not only is she intelligent and understanding, but she's also incredibly caring.

Recalling how good Luo Chen had been to her, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel envious, saying, "I wonder who else has such luck to win the favor of my little Chen."

"Ok?"

For some reason, Bibi Dong felt a sense of déjà vu.

"Speaking of which, I wonder if Xiao Chen will be seduced by some vixen in the future?"

"If the person Xiao Chen likes doesn't belong to the Spirit Hall, then he..."

Bibi Dong was startled by her own thoughts: "No, no way, Xiao Chen is so well-behaved, he definitely won't leave me."

The thought that Luo Chen might leave her and be lured away by another woman made Bibi Dong feel terrible.

At this moment, Bibi Dong found herself to understand Qian Xunji to some extent.

"Damn it!"

Bibi Dong quickly dismissed the thought: "No, I absolutely cannot let this happen again."

She admitted that she had been too naive in the past and had been deceived emotionally by that scumbag Yu Xiaogang.

But Chihiro also made mistakes.

"Then how can we avoid it?"

Bibi Dong is not Qian Xunji; she would never harm Luo Chen.

However, Bibi Dong was even more unwilling to let Luo Chen leave her.

"correct!"

Suddenly, the stunningly beautiful Pope had an idea: "Wouldn't it be great if I could make Xiao Chen fall in love with someone from the Spirit Hall as soon as possible?"

At that moment, Hu Liena's image appeared in Bibi Dong's mind.

"Forehead…"

Hu Liena was definitely a good choice, but for some reason, Bibi Dong felt a pang of sadness in her chest whenever she thought about Luo Chen falling in love with Hu Liena.

Besides Hu Liena, there is also Qian Renxue.

"Tsk!"

For some reason, Bibi Dong felt even more upset.

Although she didn't want to say it, Bibi Dong had to admit that Qian Renxue was indeed Luo Chen's best choice.

It's not that Qian Renxue is particularly outstanding.

Bibi Dong: Compared to Xiao Chen, that child is nothing!

What truly satisfied Bibi Dong was the relationship between Qian Renxue and Luo Chen after Qian Renxue married him.

“Xiao Chen’s parents died early. He married that child, and I am his only mother in this world.”

At this moment, Bibi Dong's thoughts coincided with Qian Daoliu's.

The only problem is that Bibi Dong really dislikes Qian Renxue and doesn't want to let her get away with it for nothing.

Little Angel: Who is the real biological child?

Bibi Dong: Hmph, my mere daughter is not even a fraction as good as Xiao Chen!

If she could switch, Bibi Dong would definitely throw Qian Renxue out.

Hesitating for even a second would be disrespectful to Luo Chen.

Chapter 37 Wuhundian Academy

"It's dawn."

The next day, Luo Chen woke up in Bibi Dong's warm embrace.

He struggled slightly, his face brushing against that rich and generous area through the smooth gauze, and the intoxicating fragrance of the beautiful pope wafted to his nose.

"Woo~~"

Perhaps sensing Luo Chen's movement, Bibi Dong subconsciously hugged him even tighter.

Even in her sleep, Bibi Dong's movements remained incredibly gentle, as if she instinctively treated Luo Chen like a fragile piece of porcelain, afraid of hurting him.

"This is really true."

Helpless, Luo Chen had no choice but to continue using Bibi Dong as a body pillow.

As the old saying goes, if you can't resist it, you can only enjoy it.