"Yes."
"That's good."
Qian Xunji looked at the two cakes and said, "How about putting the other cake in the cold storage and eating it together when the father-in-law and mother-in-law come back."
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment. "Is it okay to freeze it...?"
"Okay." Qian Xunji said, "But it shouldn't be too cold. I will add a layer of Soul Power to isolate some of the cold air."
Bibi Dong tilted his head and looked at him. "Teacher, can you still do this?"
Qian Xunji raised his eyebrows. "Angel Martial Soul, temperature control is a basic skill."
Bibi Dong blinked, suddenly stood up on tiptoes, and kissed him on the face.
"The teacher is really awesome."
Qian Xunji was startled by her kiss, and then the corners of his lips raised.
"You go back and change your clothes."
"I'll take you to the Worship Hall in a moment."
Bibi Dong's smile was stiff, "Now?"
"Yes, isn't your cake made in advance now?"
"Okay, I can see my father-in-law."
"Then let me change into some decent clothes?"
Because she had been busy all day, her clothes were a little dirty.
"Okay, go ahead, I'll call you later."
Then, she turned around and ran out.
Qian Xunji watched her turbulent back disappear.
"This Dong'er, why are you so nervous?"
"Grand Pontiff can eat people?"
"I have to tell my dad first and let him prepare."
After muttering to himself, Qian Xunji took the cake and left.
"Ling Yuan--!"
Bibi Dong rushed into the Saintess Hall and pushed open the door.
Ling Yuan had just returned from the training ground and was sitting on a chair drinking water. He was so frightened by the voice that he almost threw the cup away.
"What's wrong? Is it on fire?"
"I want to change clothes!"
Then, Bibi Dong pulled her to the mirror and asked, "What should I wear when meeting Grand Pontiff?"
Ling Yuan Looking at her anxious expression, she suddenly felt very funny.
Saintess Hall, who was proposed to in the flower field three days ago, is now as anxious as a young daughter-in-law who is going to the market.
"Calm down."
Ling Yuan held her shoulders and looked up and down, "I think... Wear a gold or white skirt, it will be more dignified and decent."
"Gold or white?"
"Try them all?"
Bibi Dong walks to the closet.
The first set, a long white dress.
The skirt is floor-length, embroidered with gold thread, gorgeous and dignified.
Bibi Dong stood in front of the mirror and turned around. "How is it?"
Ling Yuan held his chin. "It seems like I am going to attend a sacrificial ceremony."
Bibi Dong took it off immediately.
The second set, a golden dress.
Noble and elegant, the waistline is well gathered and the skirt is just above the ankle.
Bibi Dong turned around again. "Where's this?"
Ling Yuan nodded. "This is good, gentle and generous, and a bit... like a queen."
"Really?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
Then, Bibi Dong looked in the mirror and felt that it was indeed good.
"Then what kind of makeup should I wear?"
Ling Yuan pinched her chin and looked at her, "You are so beautiful, it doesn't matter whether you are in disguise or not."
"That won't work."
"Then put on light makeup and I'll help you."
Bibi Dong sat in front of the makeup mirror, Ling Yuan helped tinker...
Half an hour passed...
"Knock knock..."
"Dong'er, are you ready?"
Bibi Dong's heartbeat trembled. "Horse, right away!"
She quickly adjusted her skirt and looked at her bun in the mirror.
Today, I tied my hair up and inserted White Jade Iris Hairpin diagonally into my hair, which was just right.
Ling Yuan joked, "So beautiful. I really envy His Holiness the Pope that I can sleep with such a beautiful woman like you."
"Fuck you, why are you becoming more and more immoral?"
Ling Yuan shrugged and said helplessly, "No way, your brother taught me."
At the same time, Bibi Xi who was far away from Anping Village sneezed.
"Teacher, I'm ready." She took a breath and opened the door.
Qian Xunji stood outside the door, his eyes falling on her.
From top to bottom, and from bottom to top.
Bibi Dong was flustered when he looked at him. "How, how about it?"
Qian Xunji was silent for two seconds.
"Good-looking, noble and elegant."
He raised his hand and took out a velvet box from Angel Ring.
Open it - inside is a thin golden necklace.
"This goes well with a gold skirt."
Bibi Dong was stunned, "When did the teacher prepare it?"
"I prepared it yesterday." Qian Xunji took out the necklace, walked around behind her, and put it on for her with his own hands.
The necklace fell above her collarbone, making her skin glow as bright as snow.
She turned around, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him again on the face.
"Thank you, teacher."
Qian Xunji raised the corners of his lips, and Ling Yuan, who was standing at the door watching the whole process, silently closed the door.
She doesn't want to eat this dog food today.
Deep inside the Worship Hall, the residence of Qian Daoliu.
There is neither the majesty of the Pope Palace nor the solemnity of the Elder Hall.
There are only flowers, grass, rockeries and flowing water here, and an old locust tree that has lived for who knows how many years.
Under the locust tree, there is a small stone table and several stone benches.
A blond man was sitting on a stone bench, slowly making tea.
Qian Daoliu.
Spirit Hall Grand Pontiff, level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo.
Because my son said he wanted to bring his girlfriend to see him.
"Girlfriend."
Qian Daoliu picked up the tea cup and raised the corners of his lips.
"That kid finally got the idea."
The sound of footsteps came from the door.
Qian Daoliu looked up and saw Qian Xunji walking in front, and following him... was a purple-haired girl.
Wearing a golden dress, with delicate eyebrows and noble temperament, she was holding a box in her hand.
Qian Daoliu almost spit out his tea, "Hmm! Bibi Dong?"
The one he has met more than a dozen times, who is also his son's apprentice, and is also Saintess from Twin Martial Souls?
Qian Daoliu was stunned. He always thought that the "girlfriend" his son was talking about was a noble lady from some family, or a descendant of some Titled Douluo.
But I never thought it would be my own Saintess.
It's still a rare master-disciple relationship!
Bibi Dong was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
She knelt down and saluted, "I have seen the great sacrifice..."
Before he finished speaking, Qian Xunji grabbed his hand.
"No need to salute, your identity is not Saintess now."
Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment.
Not Saintess?
Then she is...
Qian Daoliu looked at this scene and waved his hand, "No need to salute, just sit down."
Bibi Dong was pulled by Qian Xunji and sat down at the stone table.
Qian Daoliu picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea himself.
"Drink tea."
"Thank you Grand Pontiff."
Bibi Dong held the teacup in his left hand, but did not drink.
Qian Xunji glanced at her and held her right hand under the table.
"Dad."
"Dong'er made a cake, you can try it."
Bibi Dong woke up from a dream, stood up quickly, and opened the food box.
The moment the cake was revealed, Qian Daoliu's eyes lit up for a moment.
Last time, Qian Xunji gave him a piece, and the smell still makes him linger.
"This cake is delicious,"
Bibi Dong took the knife, cut off a piece, and carefully put it on the plate in front of Qian Daoliu, "Grand Pontiff, please eat more."