Chapter 139 Bibi Dong aggressively kisses Tang San, even Gu Yuena is shocked (Part )
Tang San just stared at the tall and sexy Bibi Dong as she slowly walked to the front of the luxurious Rolls-Royce.
At this time, Bibi Dong looked more mature and sexy than she did five years ago. Her eyes were more domineering and charming, and her long light pink hair was wet and scattered on the street, with fine drops of water falling.
That’s right, at this moment Bibi Dong is still not dressed as the noble and beautiful Pope in the anime. After all, she ran away secretly, so of course it is impossible for her to be wearing the Pope’s uniform.
At this moment, Bibi Dong was wearing a light blue hip-hugging gauze skirt, with her long hair slightly curled. The blue gauze skirt could not cover her slender legs, and most of them were exposed.
She was also wearing a pair of golden high heels, looking like a truly noble queen.
As Tang San's gaze gradually moved downward, he slowly couldn't pretend anymore.
Fortunately, Hu Liena reminded her in time.
"Tang San, quickly open the car door, the teacher is watching you..."
"Teacher, could it be that she is Sister Dong'er?"
Tang San pretended to be surprised, then quickly opened the passenger door of the Rolls-Royce.
Because Bibi Dong happened to be standing here, everything was just right.
Tang San could already smell the body fragrance coming towards him, which was of course the fragrance of Sister Bibi Dong.
This is the scent of the Queen. To Tang San, this alluring body fragrance is quite familiar.
"Ok?"
Bibi Dong was slightly surprised to see this strange steel carriage open its door by itself from the side, but she didn't think much about it. Instead, she walked around the side of the door elegantly, then bent down slightly and sat in the passenger seat.
Tang San couldn't help but staring at Bibi Dong's attractive long legs. He thought it was a good thing that the Rolls-Royce Cullinan had enough space, otherwise, Bibi Dong's long legs wouldn't be able to fit together comfortably, which would be a feast for his eyes.
However, at this time, Bibi Dong spoke first. He looked at Tang San's face and said.
"Little guy, don't you recognize your sister?"
"you you……"
Tang San quickly raised his face, pretending to be very excited and a little shocked as he looked at Bibi Dong in front of him.
"Are you Sister Dong'er?"
"Yeah... you were the one who said that I looked a lot like your mother, and you even sent me flowers... do you remember, little one?"
As Bibi Dong spoke, a gentle smile of satisfaction appeared on her noble and beautiful face. She raised her fair and slender hand and began to gently touch Tang San's face, just like she did five years ago.
It has been five years since she last saw this cute boy who impressed her so deeply... When they met again, Bibi Dong felt close to him and wanted to protect him.
"Steady, steady..."
Looking at Bibi Dong's beautiful face so close to him, Tang San quickly reminded himself in his heart.
He had to pretend so that he would have a chance to feel Bibi Dong's sweet kiss again.
And he gave Bibi Dong a reason that she could hardly refuse and made her kiss him actively... This was the crucial step in winning her over.
"Of course I remember...but, but..."
Tang San suddenly pretended to be a little sad. He bit his lip and said to Bibi Dong with a hurt look.
"Sister, why didn't you tell me when you left? Didn't you say you would leave at dawn? Why did you leave without saying goodbye that night? Do you know how sad and helpless I felt when I couldn't find you anywhere after I woke up?"
Hearing Tang San's words and looking at his eyes with a hint of grievance, Bibi Dong gradually became dazed, and her raised jade hand trembled slightly.
"It seems that in Dong'er's heart, I am still the innocent little boy I was back then... Haha, that's great. If things continue like this, the day when my son Tang San, Haotian Douluo, takes down the Spirit Hall Pope won't be far away..."
Tang San smiled secretly in his heart, but pretended to be sad on the surface and said, "Sister Dong'er... At that time, I thought that I met you, my sister, and that I could replace the feeling my mother gave me, but I didn't expect that you didn't want me anymore. You left secretly that night. Did you dislike my spirit being blue silver grass like the others? I still haven't found my mother..."
"No, sister has never disliked you, Tang San..."
Bibi Dong was already somewhat moved, she remembered that night, it was indeed she who made Tang San fall into a deep sleep, and then secretly left a deep and fragrant kiss on Tang San's forehead.
All this is enough to prove her reluctance to part with Tang San.
But why did she let Tang San fall into a deep sleep? Because she was afraid that if she continued to spend time with this innocent boy, she would hate herself for having killed so many people and hate the identity of the Pope...
In order to be a good Pope of the Spirit Hall and achieve her future goals, she must be ruthless enough.
"I didn't expect that I would hurt this boy's heart without realizing it... He thought of me as his mother, but I..."
At this moment, Bibi Dong already felt a little guilty. She couldn't help but grab Tang San's hand, looked at Tang San seriously, and said gently.
"Tang San, you have grown up... I believe you also know that it is impossible for you to find your mother. But you have a sister. Your sister did not abandon you back then. It was just because she had some concerns in her heart that she did not take you away with her firmly at that time. This time... your sister will definitely take you away and make you the golden generation of the Spirit Hall..."
Looking at Bibi Dong's noble and beautiful eyes, Tang San didn't pay attention to what she said, but blinked innocently and said.
"So? Sister will always protect me from now on."
"certainly……"
Bibi Dong looked deeply at the boy in front of her; these were the words that came from her heart.
She even felt that she could treat the boy as her own child, since she only had a daughter and was missing another one.
"That's fine, but..."
Tang San looked at Bibi Dong with pure eyes, smiled and said.
"Sister, you left without saying goodbye and broke my heart. You should make it up to me... So, sister, can you kiss me? That way, I won't feel so sad."
"what?"
Bibi Dong couldn't help but her red lips trembled.
She thought, didn't the Pope kiss you before? Why do you still want to...
Although it was not considered a first kiss back then, for Bibi Dong, Tang San was definitely the only man she had kissed in the more than 20 years since she became Pope.
In fact, Bibi Dong just had an emotional outburst at that time and was overflowing with love.
But on second thought, Bibi Dong felt that Tang San must not know that she kissed him that year.
Wouldn’t that be a waste of time?
Bibi Dong suddenly felt a little confused. She didn't know why she had such tangled feelings towards this little boy. Then she bit her charming red lips, looked at the boy's handsome face, and suddenly she didn't want to be tangled anymore.
"In that case, kiss this little brat again and let him know that this Pope is sincere and does not despise him..."
"Tang San, what are you talking about?"
The little fox Hu Liena, who was sitting in the back, was a little confused after witnessing the conversation between her teacher Bibi Dong and Tang San. She just shouted out loud, but was suddenly shocked to see that the domineering Bibi Dong directly reached out and hugged Tang San's neck.
"Okay... Then I'll kiss you. This time, you better remember it, Tang San."
Bibi Dong smiled like a queen, then she brought Tang San's face close to her, pursed her lips hard, and then kissed him gently.
"Bibi Dong... Isn't this woman his master? What on earth is this fellow Tang San planning..."
Compared to Hu Liena, Gu Yuena could tell at a glance that Tang San was just pretending to be innocent, but in the next second, she, who had been lazily lying on the table and chair, suddenly sat up.
Because she saw that the queen in front of her named Bibi Dong was actually preparing to kiss Tang San, and in such an active and domineering way.
(End of this chapter)