44 and Bibi Dong Sleep Together

Bibi Dong tilted her head in thought, then suddenly her eyes lit up. "Teacher, how about... we go up to the roof to look at the stars?"

"Sure."

Like a pair of thieves, master and disciple quietly pushed open the main hall door and slipped into the courtyard.

Suddenly, Qian Xunji wrapped an arm around Bibi Dong's waist. His body flashed faintly with golden light, and he landed lightly atop the roof tiles.

The two then sat side by side on the roof ridge and looked up.

The sky was strewn with stars like shattered diamonds across a deep blue canopy. The Milky Way stretched across the heavens, dazzlingly bright.

"So beautiful..." Bibi Dong murmured.

"Yes, very beautiful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Xunji reached out and draped an arm around her shoulders.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened, then gradually relaxed.

She seemed to have grown accustomed to some of his touches.

After watching the stars from the roof for about half an hour, Bibi Dong yawned.

"Teacher, I'm a little sleepy..."

Qian Xunji turned to look at her and nodded. "Then let's go back. It's time to rest."

The two leaped down from the roof, making almost no sound when they landed.

They pushed open the main hall door and returned to the living room. The moment they entered, they heard a symphony of snores coming from Bibi Xi's room.

Bibi Dong tugged at Qian Xunji's sleeve and whispered, "Teacher... how about you come to my room?"

Qian Xunji stared straight at her.

His gaze made Bibi Dong's face flush red. She explained, "Teacher is a guest, after all, and you came all this way to accompany me home. I can't really make you listen to snoring all night, can I?"

After saying that, even she felt her excuse was a little forced.

Seeing Bibi Dong take such initiative, Qian Xunji naturally would not let this chance slip away.

"Sure."

The two entered her room, and Bibi Dong closed the door.

For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat delicate.

After all, they were a lone man and a lone woman!

Qian Xunji watched the girl standing by the door, her expression shifting from natural to stiff, then to panicked.

"You take the bed. I can just meditate and cultivate in the chair."

His words brought Bibi Dong back to her senses. She quickly shook her head. "No, no need. You rode in a carriage all day, so you must be tired too. It's still... still better to sleep."

"The bed is... is big enough."

Hearing that, Qian Xunji did not refuse again. "All right, then."

The two stood before the bed, looking at each other. Neither of them moved.

In the end, Qian Xunji spoke first. "Then... shall we sleep?"

"Mm, mm!"

They lay down side by side—with enough space between them for another person.

The bed was indeed not small, yet it felt especially crowded at this moment.

Bibi Dong could clearly feel the warmth coming from beside her, as well as the pleasant scent on her teacher.

She lay rigidly still, not daring to move, her eyes fixed on the ceiling beams above.

"Um, Teacher, should we blow out the candle? It's too bright... I can't sleep."

Though that was what she said, the main reason was that she did not want Qian Xunji to see how red her face had become.

"Sure, lights out."

He casually brushed his hand, and a wisp of Soul Power swept past. The candle went out instantly.

The room fell into darkness.

The darkness relaxed Bibi Dong slightly, but it also heightened her other senses.

"Dong'er."

"Mm?" Bibi Dong answered nervously.

"Do you want to go to Sunset Forest with me tomorrow?"

"Sunset Forest?"

"What are we going there for?"

"I know a very good place called the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well."

"There are some things there that will be very beneficial to you."

"The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?" Bibi Dong blinked. "I've never heard of that place."

"It's fine if you haven't. I'll take you there tomorrow."

"But don't tell Xiao Xi. It'll be just the two of us."

"Why?"

"Because it's... a little dangerous." Qian Xunji turned onto his side to face her.

"And this will be a secret between the two of us."

"A secret... between the two of us?" Bibi Dong repeated. The corners of her lips rose unconsciously, and her heart felt as sweet as though it had been soaked in honey.

"Mm, a secret that belongs only to us."

For some time afterward, the two chatted idly.

They talked about the latest ideas for Soul Tools, then about the things each of them liked.

The tense atmosphere gradually eased, and their heartbeats slowly calmed.

"So you like tulips." Qian Xunji finally understood.

"Mm-hmm!"

"What flowers does Teacher like?"

Silence lingered for two seconds...

"The beautiful flower beside me."

Bibi Dong froze for a moment, then realized what he meant. "Teacher, you're teasing me again..."

"I'm not teasing you."

Though she could not see clearly in the darkness, Bibi Dong could feel his gaze resting on her face.

Her heartbeat began to spiral out of control again.

"I-I'm going to sleep!"

She turned over in a panic, putting her back to Qian Xunji.

Laughter came from behind her.

After a while, Qian Xunji asked softly, "Then how about a goodnight kiss?"

Bibi Dong's body stiffened.

She bit her lip and hesitated for several seconds before whispering, "A goodnight kiss... then, then I'll give you one."

She took a deep breath beneath the blanket, then slowly turned around and felt her way closer in the darkness.

Relying on instinct, she leaned toward where she thought Qian Xunji's cheek was.

However, just as she was about to touch him, Qian Xunji suddenly moved.

He tilted his head and accurately met her lips.

The soft, warm sensation was frighteningly clear in the darkness.

Bibi Dong instantly turned to stone, her mind going blank.

One second, two seconds.

Qian Xunji pulled back slightly. "Ah, sorry... it was probably too dark. I accidentally kissed your lips."

Bibi Dong: "..."

"It's... it's fine..."

After saying that, she turned around at lightning speed, once again putting her back to Qian Xunji. She buried herself completely beneath the blanket and screamed inwardly, My first kiss! Teacher just stole it like that.

Behind her, Qian Xunji curled his lips into a smile, his eyes full of triumphant amusement.

He lay flat again and closed his eyes. "Goodnight, Dong'er."

"G-Goodnight."

The room fell silent again.

Just then, a familiar mechanical voice sounded in Qian Xunji's mind:

[Ding! Bibi Dong's favorability has increased significantly.]

[Current favorability: 76%]

[Stage reward obtained: Level-Two Soul Tool Compendium has been stored in the Angel Ring storage space.]

Qian Xunji's heart stirred as he communicated with the system through his thoughts. "System, can the Soul Tool Compendiums from level one through level nine all be obtained this way?"

[Replying to Host: No.]

[The complete revival of Soul-Guided Technology requires the people of Douluo Continent to explore and develop it themselves based on their existing knowledge. The system only provides the basic framework and guidance at key stages.]

[Knowledge of subsequent high-level Soul Tools must be independently developed by the Host or researchers of this world.]

"I understand." Qian Xunji ended the conversation.

He turned his head and looked at the girl beside him.

At some point, Bibi Dong had actually fallen asleep.

Perhaps the tension of the night had finally eased, or perhaps the person beside her made her feel too safe.

Qian Xunji lifted a corner of the blanket and carefully tucked it around her.

Then he reached out, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

Her waist was so slender, so soft, so fragrant.

So this was how comfortable it felt to hold a girl.

The next morning, Bibi Xi woke groggily. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Qian Xunji sitting cross-legged in the chair by the window, Soul Power circulating steadily around him. He was clearly meditating.

"Huh? Brother-in-law is up so early?" Bibi Xi sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Mm, I'm used to it."

Qian Xunji opened his eyes, his golden gaze clear.

Of course, he would not say that he had not slept at all and had only quietly returned from Bibi Dong's room at the break of dawn.