"What is this thing?!"
"It looks so tiny! Why is it so heavy? I can barely breathe!"
Bibi Dong felt as though a mountain were pressing down on her chest.
She was a Titled Douluo, yet she was struggling to breathe.
No. I can't move. I still don't know what's going on.
Bibi Dong endured it, lying perfectly still and continuing to play dead.
"Guga. (So soft. So comfy.)"
Guga lay on Bibi Dong's chest, enjoying how soft and comfortable it felt.
"Doro, doro. (Doro wants to try too.)"
Curious, Doro climbed up and lay beside Guga on Bibi Dong's chest.
"Doro. (It really is soft! Softer than the bed at home!)"
Doro pressed her little hands up and down like a kitten kneading, looking impossibly cute.
"What are you doing?!"
"You two little brats dare put your hands all over me? Aren't you afraid I'll have your heads?!"
Bibi Dong felt another mountain settle on top of her. Now she truly couldn't breathe.
She was embarrassed and furious. Though she had a child, she had never raised one herself.
And she had never had children climb all over her like this. She couldn't take it anymore!
No. They might still be testing me. I can't move.
So what if they're touching me? They're just two little girls. I can endure it!
Bibi Dong really could endure anything. She might as well have been a ninja from Naruto!
"Phoebe Jubi! (My turn! Watch my flying crow dive!)"
Phoebe Jubi leaped high, preparing for a precise landing.
No. Not this. Definitely not this!
Bibi Dong shot upright and caught Phoebe Jubi in midair.
Terror filled her face. If that little mountain landed on her, it might actually crush her to death.
"Oh, you're awake. I thought you'd keep pretending to sleep."