Bibi Dong (4)

Yuan Dong looked at Little Jiu, a trace of nostalgia passing through her beautiful eyes. She shook her head and chuckled. "Sure enough, you're still the same as before. You haven't changed at all, like a child who never grew up."

Little Jiu smiled, gazing at Yuan Dong with infatuation. From now on, that breathtakingly beautiful face would belong to him.

He could not help sighing. "You're younger than before. You're at your best now."

Seeing the slightly suggestive smile on Little Jiu's face, Hu Liena cursed him inwardly. Sure enough, all men liked women who were young and pretty.

Yuan Dong's gaze turned cold. She especially hated that look. With a backhand motion, she summoned a Death Spider Spear and drove it toward Little Jiu's heart.

Little Jiu casually knocked it aside, then pressed Yuan Dong against the main gate.

"Little miss, you're my meal now. You've stabbed my heart so many times—I ought to get my revenge."

Yuan Dong frowned and turned her head away. Only now did she truly realize the gap in their strength.

"Dongdong, have all your memories returned?"

Little Jiu lowered his head and whispered into Yuan Dong's ear.

The two were extremely intimate at that moment, and Yuan Dong felt somewhat at a loss. She pursed her red lips and said, "I only remember a few fragments of my memories with you. I can't recall the rest clearly."

"Is that so?"

A wicked smile curled across Little Jiu's lips. "So even in death, you couldn't bear to forget me. I'm truly touched."

"Bastard!"

Yuan Dong had never seen this side of Little Jiu before. She glared at him furiously and drove her elbow into him with all her strength.

"Dongdong, you're far too fierce!"

"Right now, you're the Female Pope of the Dark