Marrying Bibi Dong, Spoiling Qian Renxue to the Heavens
Chapter 160

Bibi Dong Was a Feast for the Eyes

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Bibi Dong let him hold his hand and walked out.

He took two steps and said, "By the way, Xiao Xue left with dad, what to do with her lunch?"

"Let's just go find Xiao Xue after dinner."

"Hmm."

The two came to the Pope's dining room.

Several dishes have been placed on the table, still steaming hot.

Qian Xunji pulled out the chair, asked Bibi Dong to sit down, and sat opposite her.

Bibi Dong picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of food, and put it into his mouth.

Then she moved, raised one leg and put it on Qian Xunji's leg.

Qian Xunji looked down at the leg on his leg, then looked up at her.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Bibi Dong picked up another chopstick dish, "I'm just a little tired from sitting, so I want to take a ride."

Qian Xunji stretched out his hand to touch her calf, rubbing it again and again.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Well, not bad."

"My husband not only likes feet, but also legs?"

"I like it everywhere."

The two of them were eating like this, one rubbing his legs and the other eating vegetables.

After eating for a while, Bibi Dong said, "Xunji, how did I do today?"

Qian Xunji raised his eyes and looked at him. "What about it?"

"Just... dealing with those matters, is that okay?"

"Well... she looks quite like a queen."

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, then gave him a look. "I'm talking about how well you handle things, not whether you're doing well or not."

"I know, I handled it very well."

Bibi Dong was so confused that he couldn't laugh or cry. He tapped the edge of his bowl with his chopsticks. "I'm telling you seriously."

Qian Xunji suppressed his smile and said seriously, "Very thoughtful and decisive."

"Especially the handling of those disputed complaints was well-founded, which not only upheld the rules but also took care of the complainants' emotions."

"And in that grant application, you could see at a glance that there was a problem with the labor cost. Even I admire your eyesight."

Bibi Dong felt happy when he heard this, but his face pretended to be calm. "Really?"

"Yeah, yeah, a strong woman who is strong on the outside but strong on the outside."

"What does strong woman mean?"

Qian Xunji explained, "She is a woman who is very strong in handling work and is not sloppy."

"Oh~ So that's it, then does what I wear look good?"

Qian Xunji was stunned for a moment, his eyes scanning up and down her body.

The purple papal uniform made her skin look like cream, and her eyebrows were like a painting.

The long hair tied high reveals the slender neck, and the collarbone is looming.

He looked at it for a while, then - picked up the bowl and started to show off the rice.

Bibi Dong was confused by his sudden operation.

"Why are you doing this?"

Qian Xunji said vaguely while eating rice, "It's beautiful and delicious."

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You... you said I'm a dish?"

Qian Xunji swallowed the rice in his mouth and looked at her seriously. "Dong'er is so beautiful that she can be used as a pot of rice."

Bibi Dong was ashamed and annoyed. "I hate it! You are already a father, and you are still too old to be serious!"

Qian Xunji looked innocent. "One code means the other, as a father you can't praise your daughter-in-law for her beauty? What's the truth?"

Bibi Dong was speechless by what he said, and he blushed and snorted.

Qian Xunji added, "But to be honest, Dong'er really looks like an empress in this outfit."

Bibi Dong raised his eyes and looked at him. "Really?"

"Really, majestic and dignified, yet gentle."

Bibi Dong Thinking of the eyes of those people just now, my heart was filled with beauty, but my face was pretending to be calm.

She put down her chopsticks, reached out and pinched Qian Xunji's chin, and raised it slightly.

"This is what I like to hear." She imitated the tone of the empresses in the storybook, "What reward do you want?"

Qian Xunji was amused by her sudden "empress style" and cooperated. "I dare not ask for rewards in vain."

"Just say what you want."

Qian Xunji leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear.

Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment after listening.

Then she covered her mouth.

"Let me play the female pope and you play the subordinate?"

"Yeah, don't you find it interesting?"

Bibi Dong put down his hand in relief, blushed and said, "Pervert, hurry up and eat."

"Is that okay?"

Bibi Dong turned away from him and said, "Let's talk after dinner."

Qian Xunji's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the bowl and continued to cook the rice.

After eating for a while, Bibi Dong asked again, "Xunji, I want to hunt Soul Ring tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Well, I've been stuck on Soul Emperor for half a year. If I can hunt the right Soul Ring, I should be able to break through to level 73 in one fell swoop."

Qian Xunji put down the bowl and thought seriously, "But Xiao Xue has to take care of her, what should I do?"

Bibi Dong is also worried.

"Let your parents take care of you?"

Qian Xunji nodded. "That's okay, my parents will definitely be happy, but what about breastfeeding?"

Bibi Dong slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, what about breastfeeding?"

She has just given birth, so she can't take her daughter to hunt Soul Beast, right?

The two looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.

Qian Xunji suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "That's right, animal milk."

"What?"

"Animal milk, Soul Beast's milk, although not human milk, has high nutritional value. Many Soul Master families whose children are weaned early use this instead."

Bibi Dong frowned. "But... what if Xiao Xue doesn't eat it?"

This is indeed a problem.

Although that little thing usually seems well-behaved, he is really stubborn when he is stubborn.

Last time Qian Xunji fed her chili peppers, she wouldn't open her mouth. Later, she refused to eat them until she had fish instead.

What if she doesn't like the taste of animal milk and refuses to drink it?

Qian Xunji thought for a while, "Try it first, and get some animal milk later and let her have a taste."

"If she's willing to drink, that's no problem. If she doesn't... just hire a wet nurse."

Bibi Dong frowned even more tightly. "Nanny?"

"Well, it won't take a few days to hunt Soul Ring. In a few days, I'll ask a wet nurse to take care of it temporarily."

"Although it's not as good as feeding yourself, it's okay for emergencies."

Bibi Dong was silent for a while, then nodded slowly, "Okay, then... let's try it first."

After the meal, Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong took the animal milk they just bought and walked all the way to the Worship Hall.

After passing through the corridor and entering the courtyard, the two of them were stunned.

There is a small table in the center of the courtyard, with the aroma of tea lingering on it.

Qian Daoliu was sitting at the main seat, holding a tea cup in his hand, but his eyes were not far away.

Several worshipers, Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, and Mighty Lion Douluo, were sitting on both sides with smiles on their faces.

And in the open space directly in front of them - a shadow puppet show was being performed.

A small white shadow jumped up and down on the curtain, and there was a little person running next to it. It was accompanied by a babbling singing tune, which was very lively.

And what about Qian Renxue?

She was nestling in Azure Luan Douluo's arms, her little head slightly raised, her eyes staring straight at the shadow puppet show, watching it with gusto.

Qian Xunji: "..."

Bibi Dong: "..."

The two looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes: Isn't this ostentation a bit big?

Qian Daoliu spotted them first and waved. "Here you come? Come and sit."

Several worshipers also turned to say hello.

Qian Xunji led Bibi Dong over and looked at the shadow puppet show. He couldn't help but ask, "Dad, uncles, are you... watching a shadow puppet show?"

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