[Mengde, how did you turn into such a lecher?]

"What did you say?"

Bibi Dong's eyes widened.

He's clearly her kept man, yet he dares to launch an attack on me?

Logically speaking

As the one being kept, shouldn't Cao Mengde have behaved himself?

Even if she can't bear it during treatment, does that mean she has to make the request before you, Cao Mengde, will cooperate?

"Didn't I make myself perfectly clear?"

"Rather than being confined in your private chambers His Holiness the Pope, I'd rather take the initiative."

"Besides, aren't you keeping me as your sugar daddy? I'm your man now, this is what I should do."

After the sound faded.

Cao Mengde's hands, which were wrapped around Bibi Dong's waist, moved upwards.

Soon.

He seized upon Bibi Dong's proud and arrogant qualities.

Although this advantage is not as good as Zhu Zhuqing's, it is still a good size and plump and round.

"You..."

"Don't do this! Let me go!"

Bibi Dong not only verbally refused, but her body also began to resist.

However, her resistance was weak, since Cao Mengde's words made sense.

During this year.

Their relationship was extraordinary, and even without a cure, it was only natural that something like this would happen between them.

Who told her to lose control and rape Cao Mengde?

If she made a promise to be his sugar daddy for a year, then she has to keep it.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, at first I thought you were too old."

"I've only just realized that Your His Holiness the Pope still retains a certain charm."

Finally.

Cao Mengde then spoke his mind.

He held Bibi Dong in his arms and pushed her toward the hospital bed.

Immediately afterwards.

He flipped himself onto the horse and pinned the noble queen beneath him.

Their eyes met.

Bibi Dong was both ashamed and afraid.

Cao Mengde, on the other hand, was extremely excited, his eyes blazing with excitement.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, I'd like to eat dumpling wrappers."

What are dumpling wrappers?

Bibi Dong was wondering what was going on, she saw Cao Mengde shrink his body down.

Instantly.

Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, her face filled with panic.

"How dare you!"

"Stop it!"

However.

Whether it's the Pope's majesty or Bibi Dong's strength.

She was no match for Cao Mengde and could not stop him from eating the dumpling skins.

After more than ten minutes of lingering intimacy...

Cao Mengde embraced Bibi Dong's waist again, and they adjusted their positions.

Look at that mischievous grin on his face.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, it's your turn."

At this very moment.

Bibi Dong was filled with endless regret.

Why did she decide to keep Cao Mengde as her lover for a year?

Now things are really messed up.

She and Cao Mengde thus openly and legitimately began their relationship.

"Mengde, please treat me. I promise I will hold on and I will never do anything to hurt you."

Bibi Dong frowned and pleaded with Cao Mengde.

Looking at the other person's current appearance.

She's so pitiful, it breaks my heart.

Cao Mengde, who had been lying in bed, could only slowly get up and stand in front of Bibi Dong, touching the crown on his head with both hands.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, the issue now is not whether or not to seek treatment."

"It's about our relationship. For the past year, I've been your man and you've been my woman. We're practically husband and wife in secret. And husband and wife should do things like husband and wife."

"That's the truth, and you just have to face it."

Bibi Dong looked melancholy.

She was clearly keeping Cao Mengde as her lover, but seeing his initiative, she was really scared and regretful.

Cao Mengde was not very aggrieved.

Did you only agree to it reluctantly?

Why did he suddenly become so beastly?

Could it be that she still possessed her charm and was beginning to captivate Cao Mengde?

Oh my god.

Please don't do that.

To put it simply, her keeping Cao Mengde as a mistress was out of necessity; it was a kind of exchange, a way to give him psychological comfort.

Who knows?

It seems Cao Mengde is falling for me?

"Mengde, you're absolutely right."

"But I... I..."

Bibi Dong talked for a long time, but couldn't find a reason to defend herself.

It's as if she dug a hole for herself and then jumped right into it.

"Stop with me, I'm furious right now, Your His Holiness the Pope, please hurry."

Cao Mengde held the crown on Bibi Dong's head.

This sense of conquest made him very content.

Um?

It's the same familiar feeling, the same familiar temperature.

It's the same feeling as when they tricked Bibi Dong into taking medicine.

Another ten minutes or so passed.

Cao Mengde pushed Bibi Dong onto the bed.

Then he whispered in her ear.

"I used to think that I was carrying a responsibility on my shoulders."

"I never imagined that one day I'd be carrying the His Holiness the Pope's beautiful legs."

These words were spoken.

Bibi Dong blushed instantly.

Now that things have come to this...

She was like a mute eating bitter melon, unable to express her suffering.

There is no other way to cope except to silently endure it.

An hour later.

The storm in the room finally subsided.

Cao Mengde was overjoyed.

With Bibi Dong's promise, he would finally not be lonely for the next year.

The thought of being able to be intimate with Bibi Dong every day is just wonderful.

Why did you do this to me?

Sudden.

Bibi Dong's roar reached his ears.

Cao Mengde glanced sideways and noticed that Bibi Dong's expression was completely different at this moment, as if she had been locked in a secret room by him and was very unwilling.

This immediately made Cao Mengde's face fall.

"Bibi Dong, what's with that expression? And what's your question?"

"You're the one who said you'd keep me as a sugar daddy for a year as compensation. Since it's a sugar daddy arrangement, we're husband and wife. Now you're unwilling?"

"Fine, fine, you really are a fickle and wicked woman."

After saying that...

Cao Mengde got up angrily and quickly dressed.

Watching Cao Mengde about to leave, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel panicked.

"Stop right there."

"You did nothing wrong, okay?"

"I... I was just angry and vented, please don't take it to heart."

This is how Bibi Dong feels right now.

It can almost be described with adjectives like "fuck," "depressing," and "helpless."

To put it simply...

She was angry, but dared not vent it on Cao Mengde; she had to coax him with kind words.

She feared the other party would expose her actions.

They say she's untrustworthy, that she, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, is actually an old cow eating young grass.

"That's more like it." Cao Mengde turned around and rolled his eyes at Bibi Dong.

You need to know.

Bibi Dong is a strong, independent woman.

It's rare to see her soften and apologize like that.

Cao Mengde was captivated by the sight, and found that this contrasting beauty was still quite charming.

"Come and treat me now," Bibi Dong, trying to calm herself down.

The key is her subsequent treatment course.

Wasn't it precisely because of the intimate treatment method that she was forced to choose to keep Cao Mengde as her lover for a year?

Cao Mengde stepped forward reluctantly.

Revealing her Martial Soul, Gynecology Divine Hand.

Even as he began treating Bibi Dong, he couldn't resist making sarcastic remarks.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, you are always contradicting yourself and breaking your promises. Can't you just behave yourself?"

Bibi Dong wasn't naughty.

Rather, it felt like everything happened too suddenly.

She asked, puzzled.

"Mengde, you didn't seem willing when you agreed to be my sugar daddy."

Why have you become such a pervert?