Huo Yuhao I always feel that Bibi Dong is a little abnormal these days.
Ever since he discovered that Bibi Dong personally punished Yu Xiaogang, he felt that girl Bibi Dong's recent behavior always seemed weird.
But now she doesn't know how to betray Spirit Hall, and secondly, she doesn't know how to be in love, so Huo Yuhao doesn't pay much attention to it.
It's normal for adolescent girls to be a little strange.
Just don't look for a yellow guy like Yu Xiaogang anymore.
"Martial Uncle."
As soon as Huo Yuhao went out, he saw Bibi Dong with a charming smile at the door.
Seeing Huo Yuhao, Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward and took Huo Yuhao's hand.
"Martial Uncle, I encountered some problems in my practice. The teacher is busy and asked me to come to you."
Bibi Dong took Huo Yuhao's hand and hurried towards the Pope's Palace.
"Take your time, don't rush."
Even though Huo Yuhao said this, Bibi Dong's urgency did not diminish at all.
He simply used Void Shuttle and took Bibi Dong directly back to Qian Xunji's residence.
Yan Xi is now a month old, and Qian Xunji spends a lot of time walking with her every day.
When Huo Yuhao arrived, both of them were not there.
Bibi Dong returned to a familiar place and took Huo Yuhao directly to the place where he practiced.
Bibi Dong naturally has a training room like the one at Huo Yuhao's home, and it is decorated in a girlish style and even has a bed for resting.
"What went wrong during practice?"
Huo Yuhao looked at Bibi Dong carefully. Is this the case in the original work?
Even if there were, judging from his senior brother's character and his behavior of not killing her even when Bibi Dong betrayed her, or even abolishing her cultivation, even if there were problems with Bibi Dong's cultivation in the later period, he would help solve it.
"When I was practicing recently, I always felt something strange about my Second Martial Soul."
Bibi Dong said so and took a Soul Tool from the table on the side.
She turned on Soul Tool, and steam came out.
Bibi Dong took out a bowl from his Storage Soul Tool and poured the soup inside into the bowl.
"I've been interrupting Martial Uncle many times because of my cultivation, so I specially prepared a soup that I cooked by myself to express my gratitude to Martial Uncle!"
Huo Yuhao, who had frowned slightly because of the question Bibi Dong asked just now, looked at her deeply after taking the bowl from Bibi Dong.
His five senses are several times those of ordinary people.
He could smell things that ordinary people couldn't smell clearly.
"Dong'er, you..."
Bibi Dong didn't give Huo Yuhao more time to speak and kept urging him.
"Martial Uncle, you should try it first, I've been struggling for a long time. It's not too late to talk about Martial Soul's problem later."
Bibi Dong's long hair was spread casually, and she brought her beautiful face closer and looked at Huo Yuhao expectantly.
Deep in those reddish-brown eyes, there was anticipation and an indescribable heat.
Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, but ultimately did not refuse.
He picked up the soup bowl and took a sip.
The taste is surprisingly good, with a rich and fresh aroma, and a faint medicinal aroma.
"Not bad." He nodded and drank the remaining soup in one gulp.
He wanted to know what Bibi Dong wanted to do by putting on such a show today.
Bibi Dong stood aside and watched him put down the empty bowl. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile on his lips became more and more uncontrollable.
"Martial Uncle, how do you feel?"
Huo Yuhao could feel that after drinking that bowl of soup, the blood in his body seemed to be activated and began to boil.
It's just that this feeling comes and goes quickly.
If it weren't for Huo Yuhao's amazing perception, he wouldn't be able to notice the changes in his body.
Given his physical condition, no drug can have an effect on him.
But this feeling...
Huo Yuhao looked at Bibi Dong with eyes filled with deep meaning.
Looking at the expectant eyes of the girl in front of him, Huo Yuhao sighed helplessly.
So, does he have to get this Bibi Dong script?
Once you open it, you have to finish it?
Huo Yuhao looked at the locked door with his mental power without revealing any trace, feeling extremely helpless.
Bibi Dong has already taken the initiative. If he refuses again, he will no longer be a man.
He recalled the medicinal materials he tasted just now, making his blood boil again.
"It's a little hot." Huo Yuhao pulled at his collar, exposing one side of his collarbone, "Did you Constant Temperature Soul Tool set the temperature too high?"
I should cooperate with your performance, so I will try my best to cooperate!
"Maybe." Bibi Dong responded softly and slowly walked around behind him, "Martial Uncle, can I help you massage your shoulders to relax?"
Huo Yuhao: "..."
You don't even act anymore, do you?
He didn't want Bibi Dong to go too smoothly, so he asked aloud, "Don't you want to solve Martial Soul's problem? It's more important to do business first."
Bibi Dong:"???"
Does the medicine take effect so slowly?
Bibi Dong looked stunned, but Elder Ye clearly said that if you take this medicine, even those Clear Sky Sect hammers with kidney deficiency can squeeze out juice!
"I..."
Huo Yuhao simply stopped teasing her, swayed twice, and seemed to be leaning weakly on Bibi Dong's body.
"What did you put in the soup?"
"Nothing."
Bibi Dong's voice was filled with joy. She hugged Huo Yuhao's waist from behind, groping his abdomen with her slender jade hands, and unbuttoning his clothes.
"I just want Martial Uncle... to feel comfortable."
Bibi Dong's hands were trembling with excitement, and his movements were somewhat uncontrollable.
She simply stopped waiting and walked towards the bed with Huo Yuhao.
"Martial Uncle Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?"
Bibi Dong pushed Huo Yuhao down on the bed, almost leaning against him. The faint fragrance penetrated the tip of Huo Yuhao's nose, arousing the most primitive desires of human beings.
"Dong'er, you..."
Huo Yuhao's voice sounded a bit dangerous, so he confirmed with Bibi Dong again.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Bibi Dong This move blocked the path that I would regret in the end.
"I know."
Bibi Dong looked up at him, his reddish-brown eyes burning with blazing flames, making no secret of his desire and obsession.
"Martial Uncle, you didn't even give me a deadline. When can I prove my feelings to you?"
"I can't wait that long, I want you to be mine now!"
Bibi Dong looks feverishly at the man he has liked for many years.
She looked at Huo Yuhao for a long time, finally lowered her head and kissed Huo Yuhao's lips.
Her kiss was very intense, as if she wanted to swallow Huo Yuhao whole.
Bibi Dong reached out and tore up Huo Yuhao's clothes, and said condescendingly, "Martial Uncle, your body has told me the answer I want."
She touched Huo Yuhao's face, her cheeks flushed, with a morbid obsession.
"Martial Uncle, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!"