"Teacher!"
Ji Wushuang was shocked. Even though Bibi Dong was reacting like this now, it still made him worried.
"You traitor!" Bibi Dong retched several times, took a deep breath, stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed Ji Wushuang's ears.
"Teacher, how long has it been?" Ji Wushuang held Bibi Dong in his arms again disapprovingly, and his tall figure gave Bibi Dong a sense of security.
"It happened just a few days after I came back..." Bibi Dong buried his cheek in Ji Wushuang's arms, and tears wet Ji Wushuang's shoulders.
"Teacher, don't you... don't want it?" Ji Wushuang gently stroked Bibi Dong's back and asked softly, with a little unbearable expression on his face.
Bibi Dong shook his head slightly. "In two days, the Master Association will confer you the name Martial Soul Hall Holy Son, and then you will be announced to be in seclusion until the child is born."
"Teacher..." Ji Wushuang was filled with ecstasy, and at the same time, he raised Bibi Dong's white chin and looked into the red eyes.
"I don't even know what to do, you bastard!" Bibi Dong gritted his teeth and suddenly bit Ji Wushuang's neck, leaving a bright red tooth mark.
"Teacher, be gentle..." Ji Wushuang took a breath, but did not let go of Bibi Dong, but tightened a little.
"Before this child is born, you teach me how to handle these government affairs. If you really don't understand, come and ask me again."
"Before this, I don't want anyone to find out what happened to me, and you are not prepared to talk too much. If anyone else knows about this, I will never forgive you."
Bibi Dong said fiercely.
Ji Wushuang nodded repeatedly.
I thought he had turned over and made the decision, but I never thought of such a thing. Bibi Dong is now his boss again.
"Sit down!"
"Take care of all this for me!"
Bibi Dong pointed at the events on the desk, which were reported from the two major Spirit Hall Sacred Halls and the major Spirit Hall Main Halls.
Ji Wushuang My scalp feels numb.
He is not a workaholic himself, nor does he have the political acumen of Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, but with Bibi Dong watching from the side, he had no choice but to bite the bullet...
Bibi Dong is like a girl in first love nestled on Ji Wushuang's shoulder, her eyes fell on the table, watching how Ji Wushuang handled it.
Gradually, the red phoenix eyes closed from time to time, then opened suddenly, and finally closed tightly, as if falling asleep.
The sound of even breathing reached Ji Wushuang's ears. He glanced sideways, then swept the memorials on the table with one hand and collected them all into Storage Soul Tool.
Then, he hooked his hands over Bibi Dong's knees and armpits, and brought some Object Control Technique with him to make Bibi Dong feel more comfortable in his arms and not wake him up.
After arriving in the bedroom, he carefully placed Bibi Dong on the bed. He sat down on the bench in the bedroom, took out the memorials and continued to process them.
"Xue'er, I'm sorry..."
A sudden murmur came from Bibi Dong's mouth.
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Ji Wushuang couldn't help but be startled. "Are you talking in your sleep..."
This sudden apology made him feel extremely strange.
I think he told Qian Renxue before that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, but he didn't expect the changes to come so quickly.
Before Bibi Dong's mentality stabilizes, he may not be able to leave Spirit City, or even Pope Mountain.
Pregnant women are the most sensitive, especially Bibi Dong, who is a very emotional woman herself. After giving it to him, she already turned to him everywhere.
After spending an hour, Ji Wushuang finally sorted out these messy things. It would be safer to wait for Bibi Dong to wake up and look at it again.
"Well——"
Ji Wushuang felt physically and mentally exhausted. Dealing with all this was more tiring than fighting. He stretched out and felt extremely refreshed.
"How do you feel? How are you handling it?" Bibi Dong's voice suddenly sounded.
Ji Wushuang looked over and found that Bibi Dong had woken up at some point. He immediately walked over and sat down by the bed.
"Teacher, when did you wake up?"
Bibi Dong stretched his body lazily and said, "I've been awake for a while. I saw you were busy, so I didn't bother you."
"This is the first time for a disciple to deal with these things, so he is still a little unfamiliar. The teacher will have to go through them in person later." Ji Wushuang said with a smile.
"Bring it to me and take a look." Bibi Dong raised his hand.
Ji Wushuang waved his hand.
The memorials on the desk all flew over, divided by empire, and were neatly arranged in front of Bibi Dong.
Ji Wushuang asked, "Teacher, have you read the letter my disciple wrote to you?"
"See." Bibi Dong said angrily, "You are good at summoning people, and you actually asked a Titled Douluo to deliver a message to you."
Ji Wushuang smiled and said, "Isn't this the way to go?"
Bibi Dong doesn't want to delve too deeply into it.
This matter was nothing.
But the title on the cover of the letter Ji Wushuang wrote to her made her very concerned.
But it's hard to say it directly now.
"My teacher has also heard Elder Ghost talk about Heaven Dou City."
"Are you quite capable?"
Bibi Dong's eyes fell on Ji Wushuang. With that expression and tone, Ji Wushuang didn't know whether Bibi Dong was praising him or playing tricks on him.
Ji Wushuang scratched his face and subconsciously avoided Bibi Dong's eyes.
"Well done." Bibi Dong looked back and praised.
"Teacher, has this incident had any impact on you?" Ji Wushuang asked cautiously.
"The biggest impact on my teacher has already occurred." Bibi Dong raised his eyes and stared at Ji Wushuang, his eyes unblinking.
Ji Wushuang knows full well that Bibi Dong is talking about "children" now.
From now on, Bibi Dong will ride on his head...
"Does it hurt?"
Bibi Dong suddenly stretched out his hand and probed towards Ji Wushuang's neck.
However, I touched it.
But he found that the bite marks left before had disappeared.
"The disciple has a piece of Spirit Bone on his body. One of his skills is that he can passively heal the body." Ji Wushuang explained with a smile.
"Waste of my mood!" Bibi Dong retracted his hand, looked back, and looked at the memorial in his hand wholeheartedly.
"How about you bite me again and ask again?" Ji Wushuang asked with a smile.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bibi Dong glanced at Ji Wushuang and said angrily, "Are the people outside so stupid that they have infected you with their stupidity?"
"As long as the teacher is happy, that's fine." Ji Wushuang is very concerned about pregnant woman Bibi Dong, but is afraid that Bibi Dong's temperament will suddenly change.
After all, he had accepted the inheritance of Rakshasa God and had a tragic experience. It was difficult to reassure him about Bibi Dong's emotional state.
"Wushuang..." Bibi Dong's eyes moved slightly.
"Teacher, what's wrong?" Ji Wushuang came closer and could even feel Bibi Dong's breathing.
"Can you... lie down and... then hold me?" Bibi Dong said hesitantly with his eyes dodged.