Bibi Xi felt the familiar atmosphere in Wuhun Hall. She couldn't resist the temptation before and ran out of the flower pot and went straight to Yu Qingqian's room.

Its range of action that time was in Wuhun Palace, so it shouldn't be considered running around. The pretty sister probably wouldn't blame it.

After all, Bu Nao is just a piece of grass, and how can he be as smart and capable as humans?

Bibi Dong stood quietly at the door of Yu Qingqian's room, feeling Bibi Xi's coming closer and closer, her expression a little indescribable.

Bibixi groped along the corner and passed through the corridor, which was extremely tall and wide in its eyes. As soon as he came out of the corner, he saw his beautiful sister staring at him with a half-smile.

Bibixi's leaves trembled and she wanted to turn around and run back.

Bibi Dong saw Bibi Xi moving obscenely at a glance, and took a few steps to walk to it. "What? Bibi Xi has met the soul she likes again?"

She picked up Bibi Xi, put aside her struggle, and took her directly to her office.

Throwing Bibi Xi to the ground, she came to the sofa and walked away.

Bibi Dong leaned on the sofa, placed her right leg on her eyes, looked a little tired, and closed her eyes in silence to rest.

Yu Qingqian had such a comfortable sleep that night that when she woke up, the moon was already in the third column.

She got up as a habit and went to the bathroom, and then she was surprised to find that she was in a strange place.

The decoration of the room is low-key and luxurious, the carvings and hanging paintings are very exquisite, and the overall layout is also very comfortable.

It's not like the layout and style of a hotel, but more like a guest room in a low-key rich man's home.

Rich man Bibi Dong: Yes, he is rich or not

Yu Qingqian was about to go out to check the situation. After all, due to the effect of alcohol, her memory was stuck on drinking with Sister Hong Ning.

I washed my face in the bathroom, combed my hair casually, and walked towards the door.

Dong dong dong——

Before I reached it, I heard a knock on the door, followed by a male voice: "Hello, are you here?"

The voice sounded like it was that of a middle-aged man, and it was still unclear what he wanted from Yu Qingqian.

Vaguely feeling that the place she was in now was not simple, she responded: "He's here, what's the matter?"

"No, Pope Miandong said that if you wake up, he will take you to the Octagonal Pavilion in the back garden to have dinner. Pope Miandong will also be waiting for you there."

It turns out that this is the Wuhun Palace.

Yu Qingqian suddenly realized and recalled that the person he saw before falling asleep yesterday should be Bibi Dong.

"Okay, he's coming out soon."

She walked over and opened the door, nodded to the person in front of her, and followed that person out.

Along the way, the man didn't shut up, didn't ask anything he shouldn't ask, and dutifully took Yu Qingqian to the back garden.

"That's right there. It's inconvenient for him to go there if he comes from the east. Guests can just go along that road."

The man pointed to the red domed pavilion not far ahead, then leaned slightly and left.

Yu Qingqian stepped on a regular path paved with red cobblestones. There were flowers in full bloom on both sides, and occasionally she could see butterflies flying and playing.

Before they reached it, Yu Qingqian saw the back of Bibi Dong walking there.

The red rattan chair was holding Yu Qingqian on her back. The back of the chair was woven into a curved shape with a large gap. Bibi Dong's slender and elegant figure could be seen through it.

She was holding the tea cup with one leg and holding the lid with the other leg. She slightly raised her head and took a sip of tea.

The quiet and silent movements seem to have an unreal feeling in a dream.

Yu Qingqian hesitated a little, but it was somewhat beyond her expectation to talk to Bibi Dong face to face so quickly.

Even though Qingluan had reminded her, she still felt a little unbelievable.

Putting down the tea cup, Bibi Dong turned her head as if feeling something and looked at Yu Qingqian who was standing still.

Bibi Dong raised her brows slightly, raised the corner of her lips into a smile, and said softly: "Miss Yu? Why are you here?"

Yu Qingqian was startled by the sudden address. She moved awkwardly and came to the opposite side of Bibi Donglai.

The rattan chair has a cool touch and is very ergonomically designed, making it very comfortable to walk on.

"Pope Miandong."

Yu Qingqian hesitated for a moment and then said.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and looked at Yu Qingqian carefully.

In the previous competition, she had been paying attention to Yu Qingqian's actions. Whether it was the control of the soul or the mobility of the body, they were all able to move freely.

Is that the most basic thing that a good soul master strives to achieve?

Of course, none of that is surprising.

Except for the fourth soul ring of ten thousand years, Yu Qingqian felt like she had many martial souls, but if she looked closely at Yong Wai, she found that she had one martial soul.

That successfully aroused her curiosity.

The most important thing is that as a young genius, Yu Qingqian's future is not uncertain. If he cannot be used by her, he will become a threat in the future.

"Miss Yu's performance in that competition was quite wonderful. She is really young and promising."

Yu Qingqian was not used to the tone of the Mandarin conversation.

"Don't dare, don't dare. Pope Miandong doesn't need to praise a junior like him so much." Yu Qingqian said that, she felt a little uncomfortable and had a very strange feeling.

Bibi Dong pushed a piece of tea on the table in front of Yu Qingqian, "Have a try, I specially asked the food department soul master to make it."

Looking at the small and exquisite cake in front of her, Yu Qingqian's stomach growled.

Very timely.

The words he originally planned to refuse came to his lips, but he turned his head and changed his attention, and said with some embarrassment: "Thank you Miandong."

She took a metal fork from the empty plate beside her and dug into a large piece, then put it into her mouth with satisfaction.

Strawberry flavored!

Yu Qingqian has lived for such a long time. When she was young, she would feel tired after eating sweets. The older she gets, the higher her acceptance of sweets becomes.

Moreover, when you eat the cake made by a food soul master, it not only has the fragrance of cream and cake, but also has the soul power that seems to cleanse your brain in an instant.

"Huh?"

Yu Qingqian was surprised to find that that little cake actually increased her soul power.

Yu Qingqian couldn't help but start eating one after another. She looked at Bibi Dong cautiously several times, and when she saw that she didn't react, she gradually became more confident and bold.

After finishing the cake in a few mouthfuls, Yu Qingqian licked her lips with unfinished thoughts and placed her eyes on the fruit on the table.

Even though she is not a squid, she looks extremely delicate and charming, as if she is tempting Yu Qingqian to eat.

Yu Qingqian swallowed her saliva, and at Bibi Dong's signal, she picked up the Pingxiang on the plate and started eating it.

Click——

There is a big gap in the complete fruit, and the core can be directly seen. It can also be seen how big Yu Qingqian's mouth was.
Chapter completed!