Bibi Dong immediately became flustered and uneasy!
If Jin Lingfeng saw her blushing like this, how would she face him in the future?
Bibi Dong calmed herself and coldly snapped,
"Lingfeng, you really have some nerve. You actually dared to tease me now!"
In an instant, a powerful burst of Soul Power erupted!
Poor Jin Lingfeng was completely unprepared. Like a kite with a snapped string, he was blasted several meters away and slammed heavily onto the ground, grimacing in pain as his face turned pale.
"Lingfeng, are you all right?"
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hit you so hard!"
Bibi Dong hurried to the side of the boy she loved. Seeing his pained expression, she was filled with guilt.
But when she reached out to help Jin Lingfeng up, the little fellow timidly shrank away and said in panic,
"Sister Dong'er, I know I was wrong."
"You're the lofty Pope of Spirit Hall. There's no way you could like a rascal like me."
"And you hit so hard just now that you nearly killed me. I can tell you were truly angry."
"I promise you, I'll never ask such a boring question as whether you like me again."
Upon hearing this, anger instantly rose in Bibi Dong's heart, along with a trace of unwillingness...
"Hmph, it's good that you know!"
"Stop letting your imagination run wild in the future. How could I, Bibi Dong, possibly like you!"
"Unless something was wrong with my head, why would I do something so irrational!"
Bibi Dong's face was icy as she turned and headed toward the carriage, but her heart felt terribly miserable...
Just then, the boy behind her called out,
"Sister Dong'er, wait!"
Bibi Dong turned around, stared fixedly at him, and said in a slightly cold tone,
"Lingfeng, what else is it?"
Thinking that she was still angry, Jin Lingfeng risked being beaten again and said with an ingratiating smile,
"Sister Dong'er, can you... let me hug you now?"
Bibi Dong was slightly stunned. She had not expected the little fellow to suddenly say such a thing.
For a moment, the resentment in her heart vanished without a trace, replaced by boundless joy. Yet on the surface, she sneered.
"Lingfeng, you'd better think this through. Do you really have the nerve to hug me?"
Her words were filled with contempt and disdain.
Jin Lingfeng keenly noticed that much of the anger in the beauty's eyes had faded, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Previously, he had not dared to hug Bibi Dong because he thought she liked him. Now that he had confirmed she did not, there was nothing to worry about.
After all, they were close, often slept in the same bed, and in Jin Lingfeng's heart, he had always regarded Bibi Dong as his good older sister.
He returned to his usual carefree manner, walked before the beauty, and nodded with a serious yet smiling gaze.
"Sister Dong'er, I dare!"
At once, their eyes met.
In each other's eyes, there was only the other's reflection.
At that moment, the world seemed to fall completely silent, leaving only the crisp calls of birds. The sound was pleasant and warm, while the atmosphere turned subtle.
Meeting the gentle gaze of the boy she loved, Bibi Dong's heart was moved once more. How could she still have the slightest complaint or displeasure?
Her eyes gradually softened, and her red lips curved slightly upward. Her delicate, lovely appearance was utterly different from the forceful, cold woman she had been moments ago.
"Tch, you didn't want to before, but now you want to hug me? Keep dreaming, little brat!"
Bibi Dong curled her lips and said smugly,
"Still, I'm generous, so I won't hold it against you."
"Come on, I'll let you hug me for a little while."
"But let me warn you, Lingfeng!"
"If you dare put your hands where they don't belong, I'll kill you immediately, without hesitation!"
"Come on, hurry up!"
"What are you spacing out for?"
Bibi Dong spread open her jade-like arms and stared impatiently at the boy before her, though inwardly she was exceedingly nervous and expectant.
Jin Lingfeng took a deep breath to steel himself and slowly approached Bibi Dong.
Soon, their bodies were very close, separated by only the distance of a fist. A faint fragrance drifted into his nose, intoxicating him until he could not pull himself free...
However, the next moment!
A soft, delicate body pressed against him, and Jin Lingfeng instantly stiffened!
Looking down, he saw a small head resting against his chest. She glared fiercely at him and said,
"Why aren't you holding me already?"
"Ah? Oh, okay!"
Jin Lingfeng came back to his senses and hurriedly, cautiously placed his hands on Bibi Dong's slender back, nervously and excitedly feeling the warmth of each other's bodies.
In his embrace, the beauty's cheeks were crimson, her eyes shy and joyful, while her red lips carried a blissful, sweet smile.
Although he did not belong to her, Bibi Dong would never forget the warmth of this moment, this embrace, for the rest of her life.
This little fellow who had made her fall in love again—Bibi Dong swore that she would spend her entire life protecting him by his side...
The next day, at dusk.
A carriage bearing the symbol of Spirit Hall arrived before the Papal Palace. Bibi Dong, dressed in her noble papal robes, and Jin Lingfeng stepped down from it.
Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and a group of Spirit Hall guards, who had long been waiting there, dropped to one knee.
They respectfully called out,
"Greetings, Your Holiness!"
"Greetings, Holy Son!"
Bibi Dong wore a majestic expression as her gaze swept across the crowd, and she nodded.
In a forceful, slightly cold tone, she said,
"Rise!"
"As you command, Your Holiness!"
Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and the Spirit Hall guards then rose to their feet and formed two lines on either side.
At this time, Jin Lingfeng walked before the beauty and said with a smile,
"Your Holiness, I've been gone for so long."
"I want to go back and see my grandfather."
Bibi Dong looked at the boy she loved and carefully hid the tenderness in her eyes.
She nodded with a smile.
"Lingfeng, go."
"You've been away for quite some time."
"Golden Crocodile Douluo and the Great Priest have both been talking about you."
After saying that, the beauty gave the little fellow a deep look, entered the Papal Palace, and Yue Guan and Gui Mei followed close behind. The great doors shut.
Last night, Bibi Dong had fallen asleep for the first time with her head resting on Jin Lingfeng's arm.
That warm, secure feeling had intoxicated her. It was sweet and blissful, something she would never forget...
Not long afterward, Jin Lingfeng returned to Yiheyuan.
All along the way, his mind was filled with Bibi Dong, this older sister who had cared for him and protected him in every possible way.
Last night had been the first time the two had embraced each other in sleep. Jin Lingfeng had stared blankly at the beauty's face for the entire night, an unfamiliar feeling rising in his heart...
Suddenly, a joyful cry rang out from the courtyard.
"Feng'er, you're finally back!"
"Come here and let Grandpa have a good look at you!"
Jin Lingfeng looked up and saw his kind grandfather in the courtyard.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was hurrying toward him with doting eyes.
"Grandpa, I'm back!"
Jin Lingfeng jogged up to Golden Crocodile Douluo, feeling incomparably excited.
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at his grandson, his eyes narrowing into slits as he grinned from ear to ear.
"Mm, not bad, not bad."
"You've been gone for nearly a year, and you've grown quite a bit taller."
"You're getting more and more handsome. You already have a bit of my charm from back then."
As before, Golden Crocodile Douluo reached out to pat his grandson's head, only to discover that he could no longer reach it.
At once, he gave a bitter smile. His grandson had grown up, while he himself had grown old, like the setting sun in its twilight years...
Seeing the loneliness and sorrow in his grandfather's eyes, Jin Lingfeng felt deeply distressed.
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