"Enough, stop trying to hide it. It's useless—I can already tell how tempted you are. How about putting on that teacher outfit and letting me see?" Huang Tian grinned from ear to ear, directly exposing Bibi Dong's thoughts.
"Hmph, even if I starved to death—starved to death—I still wouldn't wear it." Bibi Dong crossed her arms, lifted her chin, and spoke proudly.
"Really?"
"Really."
"Fine, then I'll take these things to Xue'er and have her wear them for me to see."
Huang Tian stepped forward and had just raised his right hand to put all the clothes away when a figure flashed past. His arm was seized, and the clothes on the bed vanished at the same time. She had clearly put them away first.
"Y-You, give the clothes back." Huang Tian glared at Bibi Dong.
"No. They're mine. Don't even think about taking them to give to other women. Not even Xue'er." Bibi Dong's words dripped with jealousy.
"You don't have to give them back. But promise me this: when I return, whatever I tell you to wear, you'll wear it. I just want to see whether you'll become even more alluring in those unusual clothes." Huang Tian smiled softly.
"Fine, I promise." Bibi Dong released Huang Tian's right hand, wrapped both arms around his waist, nestled her head against his chest, and pouted. "Husband, you're so annoying. You only know how to bully me, always thinking of ways to torment me."
Huang Tian placed a hand on Bibi Dong's back and gently patted it as he smiled. "How is this tormenting you? Don't you think that after being with me, you've changed from that lofty female pope who seemed untouched by worldly affairs into someone much closer to an ordinary person?
"The seven emotions and six desires are