In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 462 As everyone knows, Douluo Continent cannot exist without a secret chamber...

"The image of a love-sick heartbreak..."

Wang Zhao looked up and saw strange red and white flowers fluttering around him and Bibi Dong. For a moment, he felt his mouth dry and his feelings were complicated and hard to describe.

Surprise, excitement, thrill, and an ever-growing, intense love...

Ultimately, it all boils down to one sentence:

"Sister Dong'er, Dong'er, I love you!"

Bibi Dong slowly raised her head and met his burning gaze, her eyes rippling like autumn water.

"Wang Zhao, my little Zhao, I love you too!"

"Well……"

The next moment, the couple, overcome with passion, embraced and kissed each other passionately.

Wang Zhao's actions were domineering, while Bibi Dong, who was older, seemed unusually inexperienced.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong nudged Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao slightly lowered her head, drawing out a glistening strand of water that fell from the air.

Bibi Dong's face was flushed, and her breathing was a little rapid. She took a breath.

Wang Zhao's expression was a mixture of surprise and delight as she softly said, "Sister Dong'er, you..."

Bibi Dong blinked, her gaze gentle.

"It was my first kiss."

Wang Zhao didn't say anything more, but tightened his grip on Bibi Dong's slender waist, and couldn't help but lower his head again to kiss her delicious and tempting red lips.

But Bibi Dong stopped him with her finger.

Wang Zhao looked puzzled, while Bibi Dong's gaze towards him gradually became dangerous and meaningful.

"But why are you... so skilled at it?"

Wang Zhao swallowed hard, then pursed her lips and remained silent.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong, with a shrewd air of complete control, took the initiative to ask:

"I know, it's Xiaodie, right?"

"You and she have been inseparable for over a decade; I've known about your relationship for a long time. I... I don't object, but I want to ask how far things have progressed between you two? Have you... done *that*?"

Wang Zhao paused, then shook his head with a strange expression.

That step, indeed, hasn't been reached yet...

Bibi Dong then laughed again.

"So, I still managed to get there before Xiaodie? Hehe."

"I'm still number one in the end~"

As she spoke, she withdrew her jade-like fingers from Wang Zhao's lips and took the initiative to continue kissing him.

Wang Zhao blinked, the images of Ling Yuan and Liu Erlong flashing through his mind...emmm, Ling Yuan is a bad woman, cough, a freak; her relationship with Liu Erlong isn't as strong as Bibi Dong's, Sister Die is just one step away, and the others are still in the ambiguous stage. If Bibi Dong and he "settle down" today, then saying that Bibi Dong is "number one" wouldn't be wrong.

He stopped thinking about it and focused on the beautiful woman in front of him.

The two unknowingly wandered from the hall to the steps, the papal chair, the walls, the golden pillars inside the hall, the hall doors... leaving their mark everywhere in the papal hall, a symbol of authority. Finally, the two collapsed back onto the papal chair.

Bibi Dong was confused, but she still retained a sliver of rationality. She gently patted Wang Zhao.

"No, we shouldn't be here."

Wang Zhao looked at Bibi Dong and the papal chair beneath her. Although he felt a surge of excitement, he nodded slightly and picked her up.

Since this is our first time, it's really not appropriate to do it this way. It's already a bit of a regret that we didn't plan to have it for our future wedding. We should make it more formal.

As for the papal chair, such a "feng shui treasure land"...

We'll talk about it later!

There will be plenty of opportunities in the future!

"To your bedroom?"

Wang Zhao asked.

Bibi Dong lay weakly in his arms, thought for a moment, and pointed to a spot.

"Where is that?"

Wang Zhao was somewhat puzzled, but still walked towards the wall next to the papal chair in the direction Bibi Dong pointed.

Bibi Dong reached out and pressed a few times on the wall. Soon after, a sound of a mechanism operating rang out, and the wall opened, revealing a secret passage.

Wang Zhao's expression instantly turned strange.

The Papal Palace... the secret passage...

Could it be a secret room inside?

If so, where did this secret room come from?

Given the state of this world, neither Bibi Dong nor Qian Xunji should have any reason to open it up.

Could it be a family heirloom...?

Although Wang Zhao was puzzled, he did not ask, but simply carried Bibi Dong inside.

At the same time, the hidden door closed automatically.

As the light gradually brightened, a secret room came into Wang Zhao's view, fully furnished and equipped with everything he needed.

For example, a bright and shiny big bed!

Wang Zhao placed Bibi Dong on top, and then quickly pressed himself down on top of her.

Clothes scattered, like butterflies fluttering, beautiful and captivating.

Petals fall in profusion, and a unique fragrance wafts through the air.

The slender branches bear large, luscious fruits, their beauty beyond compare.

Suddenly, a groan, a mixture of pain and pleasure, a melodious and gentle sound, rang out from here.

Red liquid dripped down.

It symbolizes the birth of another woman in the world.

The shadow swayed incessantly...

……

In the middle of the night, Wang Zhao, carrying Bibi Dong who had rolled her eyes back and fainted, disappeared into the secret room.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared in a familiar courtyard and entered Bibi Dong's room.

The two lay in bed, embracing each other.

"Hmm, aren't you going to rest yet...?"

Bibi Dong opened her beautiful eyes in a daze, seeing the ceiling shaking continuously.

Wang Zhao responded with action.

As if suddenly remembering something, she covered her mouth with her hand, suppressed her breathing for a while, and finally squeezed Wang Zhao hard.

"Ling Yuan! It seems Ling Yuan is staying with us today. Quickly use your soul power to create soundproofing..."

Wang Zhao paused slightly, then glanced at the door with a strange expression.

I was so engrossed in my work that I didn't even notice that wicked woman had appeared outside the door sometime during the night. She was...

What the hell!

This piece of trash!

"What's wrong? Did Lingyuan notice what we were doing?"

Bibi Dong asked, somewhat flustered and shy.

Although she didn't care whether her intimate relationship with Wang Zhao was exposed or not, it would be incredibly embarrassing if her best friend heard that she was doing something naughty!

Thinking this, she prepared to unleash her spiritual power to survey the entire mansion...

Suddenly, a violent surge interrupted the spellcasting!

"Ahhh!!!"

Wang Zhao glared fiercely at the door, then, without giving Bibi Dong a chance to regain her senses, took her through the entire Journey to the West.

……

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone through the window.

After the intense pleasure subsided, the passion turned into tranquility, but the love only grew stronger.

The two on the bed were tightly embracing each other. Wang Zhao looked at Bibi Dong, who had a satisfied expression and was full of charm, and his smile was warm and lingering.

"Dong'er..."

He called out softly, wanting to say a lot, but not knowing where to begin.

"Um……"

Bibi Dong opened her beautiful eyes with a soft hum, looking at the handsome face so close to hers, a hint of shyness, reproach, and deep love flashing in her eyes.

"Xiao Zhao, promise me you'll never leave me."

After a moment, she said with deep emotion.

"certainly."

Wang Zhao held her tightly.

"We will be together forever. After we become gods and everything settles down, I will hold the grandest wedding in the world. Will you marry me then?"

"Um!"

……

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(End of this chapter)