Soon, Xu Ran finished dressing Bibi Dong.
She wore a black-and-white checked shirt on top. Through the gaps between its buttons, he could faintly glimpse an alluring sight underneath. Bibi Dong had an excellent figure, and the somewhat tight shirt made her curves seem ready to burst free. Xu Ran even wondered whether its buttons would snap if she took a deep breath.
Just imagining that scene seemed quite something.
On her lower half, Bibi Dong wore a black miniskirt that reached precisely to the middle of her thighs, leaving her shapely legs exposed.
"Not bad, not bad. That makes you look younger. You look just like Xue'er's sister. If you walked down the street together, I'm afraid everyone would take you for sisters," Xu Ran praised. His goal now was to turn Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue into sisters.
Bibi Dong studied herself in the mirror, her face flushing with embarrassment. Her beautiful legs instinctively pressed together, and her heart pounded wildly. Even she had not realized that a certain feeling was sprouting and spreading through her heart at an extraordinary speed.
By the time she realized it, she would not be able to escape even if she wanted to.
Back then, a large part of why Bibi Dong had fallen for Yu Xiaogang was her desire to rebel against a life that had been constrained and mapped out since childhood. That unusual sense of novelty and desire to explore the unfamiliar were why Bibi Dong liked Yu Xiaogang.
Everyone in Spirit Hall was cut from the same cloth. There were so many geniuses that they ceased to be anything remarkable. That was how Yu Xiaogang had become a refreshing sight to Bibi Dong.
Now, being ordered around so rudely by Xu Ran, without the slightest regard for her