Soul Land—Chapter 144: The Gift in the Secret Room II
"Finally, it has come to this step."
Bibi Dong traced her index finger across her lips, looking at Ling Qianyao, who was unconscious before her, a hint of sickness flashing in her eyes.
She envied the relationship between Ling Qianyao and Qian Renxue; going to Qian Renxue's villa yesterday and having a slight reconciliation with Qian Renxue was just a trivial matter that wouldn't happen again.
When she sensed with her spiritual power, she found the aura of the three of them on a bed in a certain room. What did this indicate?
It indicated that Qian Renxue, this good sister, was curled up in Ling Qianyao's arms every night along with Zhu Zhuqing.
Their auras were intertwined without any gaps. She could even imagine how that arrogant, cat-like figure, like a criminal, and that evil angel ruined her treasure.
Just thinking about how Zhu Zhuqing, if her martial soul was possessed, would tightly wrap her cat's tail around him, and how that angel would gently caress Ling Qianyao's body with her wings, made her jealous.
While she could only wander on the Pope's Hall terrace, they could openly sleep with his head on their pillow, whisper in his ear, and freely absorb the warmth from his body.
"But it's alright, now, you are in my hands."
Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with a hazy longing. She pressed her cheek close to Ling Qianyao's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, greedily breathing in the scent that belonged to Ling Qianyao.
Her breathing gradually quickened, and her fingertips couldn't help but gently trace his chest, outlining some pattern, or perhaps using this subtle touch to confirm the reality of the moment in her heart over and over again.
Bibi Dong slightly tilted her head back, her red lips already reaching Ling Qianyao's lower jaw. She gazed at the face before her that haunted her dreams, her eyes swirling with intertwined love and possessiveness.
"This time, I don't need to endure any longer. After today, everything will be different. You are mine, and can only be mine..."
Her red lips pressed against Ling Qianyao's once more. This kiss was even more passionate, carrying endless attachment and deep affection.
She constantly sought the sweetness from it, as if wanting to vent all the accumulated longing and desire of these past days through this kiss.
"Hoo—"
After lingering for a long time, Bibi Dong finally released the brief entanglement, her forehead resting against Ling Qianyao's.
She panted slightly.
Her eyes were filled with a hazy moisture.
But her gaze remained intensely hot. Her beautiful hair, which had been coiled up, was now loose, falling somewhat messily on either side of her cheeks.
Her luscious red lips trembled slightly, as if trying hard to suppress the surging desire in her heart.
"Not enough, far from enough."
Bibi Dong leaned limply against Ling Qianyao's chest. Moments like this, where she could genuinely touch him, feel his warmth and heartbeat, were like a hard-won dream to her. She greedily wanted more.
The next moment, Bibi Dong appeared with Ling Qianyao inside a secret chamber.
The luxurious bed was shrouded in a layer of hazy purple gauze. She had turned off the lighting soul guidance devices around, leaving only one or two providing essential light, casting mottled shadows through the gauze.
Around the bed, however, candles flickered, illuminating the entire space dreamily, giving it a forbidden yet alluring atmosphere.
It was like in an ancient forest castle, where the wicked witch lured the only hero in the world favored by others into the trap of her carefully woven web of love.
Using spiderwebs to entangle him, she could then freely admire the hero's current 'trapped beast' state, while also venting her emotions as she pleased, stirring his heart.
This feeling of firmly holding her treasure in her palm filled Bibi Dong's heart with an unspeakable satisfaction and excitement.
"Secret chamber, what a wonderful word," Bibi Dong's lips curved upwards, her eyes full of greed and obsession.
Her fingers gently brushed Ling Qianyao's cheek, "There are no external disturbances here, no others coveting you with their gaze. Only you and I, completely belonging to each other... or rather, completely belonging to me."
In such an atmosphere, such an environment, such a situation, Bibi Dong finally understood the true meaning of the concept of a secret chamber.
Although she had learned that Qian Renxue and she didn't have that kind of relationship, that poor angel still didn't know, did she?
Yesterday in the villa, after Qian Renxue accepted her apology and recognition, the relief and joy in her eyes were not fake.
Unaware of the truth, Qian Renxue saw Bibi Dong's actions yesterday as her years of effort finally being recognized, and a chance for reconciliation between them.
However, at this moment, as Zhu Zhuqing thought, that feeling would indeed no longer exist. At most, it was an apology to Qian Renxue.
"My good sister, at worst, I'll compensate you later. It's truly a pity, everything is too late..."
But precisely because Qian Renxue was unaware at this time, this subtle sense of transgression quietly grew in Bibi Dong's heart and was quickly swallowed by her obsessive love.
Under the stimulation of various complex emotions, a faint pink blush quietly spread over Bibi Dong's exquisite and delicate body, which had just emerged from a bath.
Her pretty face was even flushed with a sickly red, adding a few points of captivating charm to her already perfect features.
"Hmph hmph hmph, hahaha..."
She laughed softly, her laughter initially carrying a hint of suppression, but then gradually becoming unrestrained, echoing in the silent space.
Bibi Dong knew very well that for someone like Ling Qianyao, since Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing came before her, wanting to leave an indelible mark in Ling Qianyao's heart and make his heart completely lean towards her, conventional methods were no longer effective.
Only a joyful approach like this could forcefully break into his heart, grab aggressively an irreplaceable position, and it would be the kind that was engraved deep into his soul, unforgettable.
"Qianyao, you can't escape. From the moment you walked into my heart, you were destined to belong to me."
She leaned down and kissed Ling Qianyao's forehead.
The next moment, Ling Qianyao, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes. What came into view was Bibi Dong's breathtakingly beautiful face, so close at hand.
!!!
"You..."
Ling Qianyao's eyes widened, filled with shock and bewilderment. He had just uttered one word,
As if she didn't want to give Ling Qianyao a chance to speak at all, as soon as Bibi Dong sensed Ling Qianyao awakening, her red lips instantly moved down, blocking all the words he hadn't said.
Ling Qianyao felt a warm aura with a unique fragrance rush towards him. His mind instantly went blank, and his body involuntarily stiffened.
He tried to struggle, but at this moment, his body was soft and weak, completely unable to push Bibi Dong away.
"Poison?" This thought subconsciously arose in Ling Qianyao's mind. "Why, why would she do this?"
"Gulp—"
A bottle of liquid was poured into his mouth by Bibi Dong. A strange substance was guided into Ling Qianyao's mouth through Bibi Dong's lips. Ling Qianyao was very familiar with the substance mixed within it.
Whale Rubber, a substance he and Zhu Zhuqing had consumed a lot of while in the Star Luo Empire.
The difference was that this batch of whale rubber used by Bibi Dong seemed to have undergone special treatment. The effect of enhancing the desire inherent in whale rubber was infinitely amplified, instantly spreading throughout Ling Qianyao's body.
"Ugh!"
Ling Qianyao's eyes gradually turned crimson, his rationality teetering under the impact of the surging desire.
"Gulp—"
There was another swallowing sound. Bibi Dong got up, and a silver thread shimmered at their lips.
But what was more eye-catching at this moment was that thread, slowly breaking in the ambiguous air, dripping onto Ling Qianyao's chest where Bibi Dong had pulled open his clothes.
It dripped onto Bibi Dong's proud figure and then slid down.
Immediately, the atmosphere became decadent.
Bibi Dong's eyes were hazy, carrying the laziness after satisfaction. Her fingers gently traced Ling Qianyao's cheek, her voice soft and tender,
"Qianyao, what do you want to say?"
Ling Qianyao suppressed the desire surging like a tidal wave within him, gritting his teeth and frowning, "Why?"
He took a deep breath. "Do you know what you're doing? You know about me and Xue'er..."
"Shh—" Bibi Dong's slender jade finger pressed against Ling Qianyao's lips, interrupting him. She leaned in close, their faces so close they could feel each other's hot breath.
"Xue'er? Don't mention other people's names around me. Do you think she and I have that kind of relationship?
Speaking of which, I should thank you for healing my soul, allowing me to discover hidden information, and learn the truth buried behind the years.
Don't worry..."
Bibi Dong licked Ling Qianyao's earlobe, then slid down to his neck, gently biting, and then caressing with her soft skin.
"I will handle matters concerning her properly, but before that, you cannot escape. Do you know how long I've waited for this moment?"
She didn't care whether Ling Qianyao would believe at this moment that Qian Renxue and she were not mother and daughter. On the contrary, if the other party still had doubts, thinking there was a slight possibility, Bibi Dong would be even more excited.
Moreover, after years of emotional entanglement, they could be said to be like mother and daughter. How could this not be a different kind of relationship?
Bibi Dong released her fingers and loosened some of the restraints on Ling Qianyao's Soul Power.
The next moment, the Tianshu Divine Eye activated. In front of Ling Qianyao, Bibi Dong's soul at this moment showed no signs of evil erosion, not a single flaw or abnormality.
His heart sank. This meant that her actions were completely from her true feelings; she had come for him.
Bibi Dong pressed her brow, where a faint star mark shimmered. She smiled sweetly, "Do you feel it? My sincerity."
Ling Qianyao said in a deep voice, the effect of the soul imprint was purification and erosion, observing the state of the other party's spiritual power.
Along with this, Ling Qianyao could genuinely feel the thoughts in Bibi Dong's heart at this moment. Her emotions were pathological, but undoubtedly, they were ardent and intense.
This youngest Pope in history, the most exceptionally talented person, was now completely revealing the twisted and persistent love in her heart before him without reservation.
This was the "great fortune" shown by the astrology? He was quite speechless.
Ling Qianyao's throat was a little dry. He was a normal man. The scene before him, the specially made whale rubber, and Bibi Dong's constant seduction made the ripples in his heart impossible to suppress any longer.
He said in a low, trembling voice, "Have you considered the consequences of doing this?"
Bibi Dong took out another small bottle from her soul guidance device, poured it into her mouth, slowly leaned down, and whispered, "I... don't care..."
She was still murmuring, "The spiritual perception brought by this star mark is bidirectional. You, whose Soul Power is suppressed by me, can no longer hide the desires you don't want me to explore.
You have a longing for me too, and admiration. Why suppress this unspeakable impulse any longer?"
She kissed him, passing the sweetness.
With this, Ling Qianyao's rationality completely dissipated, and he began to respond actively.
"Mmm."
Bibi Dong's eyes held a smile. Finally winning Ling Qianyao's response and confirming Ling Qianyao's love for her through the star mark filled her heart with an unspeakable satisfaction and joy.
Thus, she completely released the blockade on Ling Qianyao's Soul Power.
Ling Qianyao turned over and sat up on the bed, pulling Bibi Dong completely into his arms. His hands wrapped around her waist, pressing her tightly against himself.
Bibi Dong let out a muffled groan.
Immediately, the sash at her waist quietly fell.
An incredibly beautiful scene instantly appeared before Ling Qianyao's eyes, making him feel his breath hitch and desire surge.
Bibi Dong, before him, with skin like snow, radiated a charming luster under the faint candlelight. Her exquisite curves, every part of her, exuded a fatal attraction.
As Bibi Dong's mind stirred, the cumbersome items on their bodies all turned into dust. They pressed close together.
The delicate touch was transmitted between the two like an electric current. They both trembled simultaneously.
Ling Qianyao's hands involuntarily wandered over her smooth back. The silky touch made him unable to resist wanting to explore more.
His fingertips traced her spine, eliciting a soft moan from Bibi Dong.
Ha.
Bibi Dong suddenly leaned back. Her jade arms hung around Ling Qianyao's neck, her red lips slightly parted, "Can we still go back? We can't go back anymore. Look at me properly. Do you know how long I've waited for this moment?"
Her voice was different from any other time, so soft and enchanting.
Bibi Dong's forehead rested against Ling Qianyao's. "Qianyao, tell me, you like me, right? Call me, Dong'er."
"..." Ling Qianyao slightly opened his mouth, but it was as if something was stuck in his throat, leaving him speechless for a moment. His heart was struggling violently, but the woman before him was looking at him with such an ardent gaze, waiting for his response.
"...Dong'er."
Ling Qianyao finally spoke, his voice carrying a slight tremor, yet incredibly firm. These two words seemed to have used up all his strength, and also seemed to have opened the long-closed door deep within his heart.
Bibi Dong smiled brightly. She knew she had succeeded. She had successfully left an indelible mark in Ling Qianyao's heart. Next, everything would fall into place naturally.
Ling Qianyao actively kissed Bibi Dong's red lips. At this moment, all other thoughts were completely cast aside. In his world, only Bibi Dong remained.
"Mmm, Qianyao..."
Bibi Dong's body was flushed red, and soft moans involuntarily escaped her lips.
This soul-stirring sound, like a catalyst, rippled in Ling Qianyao's heart, like a beautiful melody, making him sink.
"Dong'er..."
"Shh—"
Bibi Dong pushed Ling Qianyao on the chest, making him lie down on the bed. Her stunning body was displayed.
She placed Ling Qianyao's hand on her waist, guiding it slowly to where it should go.
"This time, I am the one taking the initiative, so I prefer..."
"...to be on top."
The purple gauze by the bed fell, dreamlike, enveloping the two of them, making the scene within no longer visible.
Yet, one could vaguely see an exquisitely curved figure, slowly leaning down, her dark hair cascading down—
Ling Qianyao held Bibi Dong in his arms, stroking her jade back, and sighed.
"Pop—"
Bibi Dong slightly raised her head and kissed Ling Qianyao's lips. "Still angry?"
Ling Qianyao shook his head, "I'm just thinking about the future. You should understand, I can't abandon them."
Bibi Dong pursed her lips, resting her head against Ling Qianyao's chest. Her red lips quietly parted and closed, leaving a row of teeth marks as Ling Qianyao winced in pain.
She spoke softly, "I don't care about the future, but you must remember, you are my first man, and the only one. I won't allow you to abandon me..."
"Dong'er, I have a wish."
Bibi Dong was startled. "What?"
"To take the people I love, and the people who love me, to a beautiful future."
Bibi Dong's lips curved slightly upwards. She held Ling Qianyao even tighter, "I understand."
She activated her Soul Power, collecting the white cloth stained red by the bed. She whispered, "Stay with me a little longer."
"Okay."
End of Chapter