Douluo: No More Pretending, My Wife Is Qian Renxue

Bibi Dong paused at the door before walking to the lectern and looking down at the entire class.

Finally, her gaze landed on Qian Renxue.

When Qian Ye saw Bibi Dong's eyes fixed on Xiaoxue, he knew she had already learned that he and Xiaoxue had come to the academy.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong's gaze shifted away from Qian Renxue and fell on him.

Qian Ye raised his head slightly, meeting Bibi Dong's eyes.

What was meant to come would come eventually. There was no avoiding disaster.

This woman was truly pitiful, falling in love with someone she never should have loved.

She had become obsessed with that scum Yu Xiaogang, only to be plotted against and killed by him in the end.

Even at death, she still loved that scum Yu Xiaogang. What a pitiful woman.

There was a trace of hatred in Qian Renxue's eyes as she faced Bibi Dong.

Before her own mother, she felt like she was facing a stranger.

Ever since Qian Renxue had been born, she had not even had a sip of her mother's milk before they were separated.

She had been raised single-handedly by her grandfather and had never enjoyed even a trace of motherly love.

Bibi Dong held Qian Ye's gaze for a moment, somewhat surprised.

The little brat was quite bold. He showed not the slightest fear under her gaze.

Only after withdrawing her eyes did she say, "Hello, everyone! My name is Bibi Dong, and I am the homeroom teacher of Class One, Junior Division."

"From now on, I will also be your teacher."

Wow...

The students were astonished. They had not expected the Pope to become their teacher.

Qian Ye gave a wicked smile, but he was not too surprised.

To them, Bibi Dong was the lofty Pope of Spirit Hall, untouchable and beyond reach.

But in his eyes, she was merely a stunningly beautiful goddess.

Qian Renxue said nothing, her gaze fixed on Bibi Dong. Meeting her mother for the first time, she inevitably did not know how to face her.

The students looked at Bibi Dong, too afraid to speak.

Qian Ye's gaze never left Bibi Dong either.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong stepped down from the platform and walked toward them.

Seeing her approach, the students all drew in sharp breaths.

Then Bibi Dong stopped beside Qian Ye's seat.

Qian Ye knew this woman must have learned of his background. Otherwise, she would not keep staring him down.

"Your name is Qian Ye?"

Her voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

Qian Ye looked at her. "You already know, so why ask?"

Bibi Dong had not expected him to speak so bluntly, nor had she expected him to show no fear. She was somewhat surprised.

Then she sneered. As expected of a pawn raised by Qian Daoliu, just as rude!

Since he had fallen into my hands, let's see how I deal with him.

"Ding! Master, the Check-in System is at your service. You are about to check in in Bibi Dong's arms!"

"What? What did you say?" Qian Ye pretended not to have heard.

Nonsense. Asking him to check in inside Bibi Dong's arms—wasn't that because it feared he would not die fast enough?

Suddenly, Qian Ye's body sprang uncontrollably from his seat and lunged into Bibi Dong's arms.

He moved as fast as lightning. Even a Rank 98 Super Douluo like Bibi Dong failed to react in time.

All she saw was a little person hanging from her body.

Qian Ye was also dumbfounded with shock. He had not expected that he was truly courting death.

You could not touch a tiger's ass, but what he was doing now was far more serious than touching a tiger's ass.

Something was wrong!

His body had been taken over by the system again.

This was completely beyond his control. He had simply pounced into Bibi Dong's arms.

Though he could not do anything to her, she was no ordinary person.

She was Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall.

Making such intimate contact with her was practically asking to die!

Qian Ye struggled a few times in Bibi Dong's arms.

Yet his hands could not be pulled away from Bibi Dong's neck, making him panic.

Damn system, are you afraid I won't die fast enough?

Check-in System: "..."

Qian Ye: "..."

Bibi Dong: "..."

She had not expected Qian Ye to be so bold as to throw himself into her arms.

For a moment, she was completely stunned.

Little pervert!

The students also stared wide-eyed in Bibi Dong's direction.

They looked as though they feared Qian Ye would not die quickly enough.

They were clearly enjoying the show and hoping for even more trouble.

Bibi Dong finally came to her senses. Killing intent flashed in her eyes as she raised both hands, grabbed his arms, and squeezed hard.

Qian Ye could already feel her slender fingernails digging into the flesh of his arms.

This was bad!

"Ding! Master, congratulations on checking in with the goddess Bibi Dong. Reward: one Million-Year Soul Ring! Note: The item has been placed in the system storage!"

Qian Ye was overjoyed. He had not expected the system to reward him with a Million-Year Soul Ring.

The only problem was that a Million-Year Soul Ring was not so easy to absorb!

He would first see whether the Twenty-Four Winged Eternal Angel Martial Soul could absorb it.

After all, the Nunchaku Martial Soul and Carrot Martial Soul probably could not withstand the pressure of a Million-Year Soul Ring.

Pfft~

At last, Qian Ye's body regained its freedom, and he slipped down from Bibi Dong's arms.

Though his body had temporarily been taken over by the system and he had checked in against his will in her arms, Bibi Dong did not know that, and he could not tell her. There was no way to explain it anyway.

Bibi Dong's grip marks still remained on Qian Ye's arms.

"Little pervert!"

Qian Ye had thought Bibi Dong would fly into a rage at him, but after saying that, she simply turned and walked back toward the lectern.

Qian Ye also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he could not beat her right now.

Besides, he was the one in the wrong. How could he fight her?

He had never intended to fight her anyway.

Qian Renxue, standing nearby, had also broken into a cold sweat for him.

Although Bibi Dong was her mother, they had not exchanged a single word or met even once in six years. They were like strangers.

Qian Ye returned to his seat. Thinking about his bold action just now, he also broke into a cold sweat.

"Qian Ye, come here."

Just as he sat down, Bibi Dong's icy voice rang in his ear.

It chilled him to the bone.

He had no idea how this beauty planned to torment him!

No matter how he looked at it, this was all the system's fault.

Qian Ye looked up and saw Bibi Dong glaring sharply at him.

The chill in her eyes had not lessened.

Clearly, she did not intend to let him off so easily!

"Teacher... were you calling me?" Qian Ye asked, pretending to look around.

The students were speechless when they saw his act.

"Enough nonsense. Isn't Qian Ye your name?" Bibi Dong said, clenching her fists.

This Qian Ye was infuriating me!

He was so young, yet he dared take advantage of me. He would suffer for it.

Bibi Dong cursed inwardly. If it had not been for the entire class watching, making it inconvenient to strike at him, she could have sent him flying out of the classroom with a single slap.

Qian Ye had no choice but to brace himself and face this icy, beautiful mature woman.

"Come up to the lectern," Bibi Dong ordered.

Qian Ye could only walk up to the lectern and face her, forced to look up at her.

There was no helping it. He was only six years old and barely over a meter tall.

Bibi Dong had long legs, was in her twenties, slim, and at least around 1.83 meters tall.

Standing before someone so tall, he was nothing more than a little child!

Chapter 17: Genius Shock

He was only a six-year-old child. What could he possibly do to me?

Looks like I overthought it!

Thinking this, Bibi Dong's gaze toward Qian Ye softened somewhat. "Qian Ye,

Good. She was not going to fight him.

Qian Ye let out a sigh of relief. Releasing a Martial Soul was no big deal!

He spread his hands, and a Nunchaku Martial Soul emerged from his right hand.

"What Martial Soul is this?" It was Bibi Dong's first time seeing such a Martial Soul, and she did not understand what it was.

The other students did not know either.

"It's called the Nunchaku Martial Soul. There's an iron chain in the middle and two sticks on either side, just as its name suggests," Qian Ye explained.

It was normal that they did not know.

After all, this world did not have a weapon like nunchucks.

It was merely an ordinary Martial Soul, and Bibi Dong did not take it seriously at all.

She took out a crystal ball and handed it to him. "Then test your Soul Power."

Qian Ye did not take the crystal ball. "Teacher Bibi, what capacity is your crystal ball designed to test?"