"Hehe, true. To be honest, I wanted to kill him too, but I had no choice back then. Still, I wronged you."
Rubbing Bibi Dong's head, Lu Yuan spoke with a smile.
"I know. I understand you, and I wasn't blaming you. After all, you had to consider Xue Er's feelings too. Whether Qian Xunji lived or died wasn't important. What mattered was that we ended up together. The one I truly hate is Rakshasa. If it weren't for her, I would have remembered all our beautiful memories."
"After you left back then, I'd actually thought about taking you as my disciple and raising you from childhood. Well, I did raise you from childhood, but I didn't remember you. Instead, Xue Er captured your heart first. What a miscalculation."
"Whenever I think of that, I want to brutally kill the Rakshasa God all over again."
Bibi Dong said through gritted teeth.
"Ah, this..." Lu Yuan was instantly dumbfounded upon hearing this.
"I never thought you were this kind of Dong'er." Lu Yuan stared fixedly at Bibi Dong, his eyes carrying a trace of bewilderment.
"What, do you have a problem with it? Or do you not like me this way?" Bibi Dong asked calmly.
"No, I don't have a problem. I like you this way very much. Actually, no matter what you're like, I like you." Lu Yuan said with a grin.
"You only know how to say nice things." Bibi Dong curled her lips, though her brows were filled with delight.
Lu Yuan had long grown accustomed to Bibi Dong's tendency to say one thing and mean another. Looking at her soft red lips trembling slightly, his heart stirred, and he leaned in to kiss her.
"Wait!" Bibi Dong pressed her jade-like hand against Lu Yuan's mouth and spoke