Bibi Dong met Tang San's gaze, her fingers gently stroking Tang San's soft blue hair, feeling the touch of the hair sliding across her fingertips.
She looked at Tang San's handsome and noble face, and said with her red lips slightly opened: "That depends on your performance, brother Tang San."
Tang San raised the corner of his mouth with an evil arc, and his slender fingers gently lifted Bibi Dong's delicate chin and said, "Dare to call me brother? Dong'er, it seems that you still don't believe in my strength." His voice was low and dangerous, with unquestionable majesty.
Bibi Dong opened her red lips slightly, and was about to refute when she suddenly leaned back, revealing two long black silk stockings.A momentary tremor.
"You…" Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, her pretty face instantly flushed, she looked at Tang San with a dazed look in her eyes, her voice trembling a little: "Tang San, you…you…"
Her fingertips gripped the edge of the pool tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and she was obviously shocked by this sudden scene.
Tang San grabbed Bibi Dong's slender waist and approached her noble and beautiful face, laughing softly: "Do you feel the power of Sea God Tang San now?"
His breath was hot, spraying on her ear.
Bibi Dong bit her red lips hard, a trace of unyielding stubbornness flashed in her eyes. She suddenly hugged Tang San, and pressed her red lips against his face, her voice full of provocation: "It's not enough... My power as the Rakshasa God is not inferior to yours. I need the stronger power of the Sea God to see if you are worthy of me calling you husband..."
There was a hint of provocation in her tone, as if she was deliberately trying to provoke Tang San.
A dangerous light flashed in Tang San's eyes. He chuckled and ran his hand along Bibi Dong's stockings.Going all the way up, suddenly there was a "ripping" sound, tearing the thin black silk directly, revealing her snow-white skin.
His voice was low and domineering: "As you wish, Dong'er, but if you are no match for me, then you'd better call me husband."
Bibi Dong's red lips trembled slightly, but she raised her chin stubbornly, her nail-dyed fingertips entwined with a strand of Tang San's wet hair.
"What? Is this all you're capable of, Lord Poseidon?" Her voice rose at the end, trembling with provocation. "You can't even make my sister willingly call me husband?"
Before he finished speaking, Tang San suddenly used the Thirteen Styles of Sea God.
Bibi Dong used the power of Rakshasa to resist, but still underestimated the power of the Trident of Poseidon.
She clutched Tang San's shoulders tightly with both hands, her voice filled with unprecedented submission: "I surrender... Tang San, your Seagod power is too terrifying... too strong... I admit defeat..."
However, Tang San's eyes grew darker, with a dangerous undercurrent surging in them, and he continued to look at Bibi Dong with evil eyes.
Bibi Dong's breathing was rapid. She bit her lower lip. Her usually sharp eyes were now watery, with a hint of pleading. "Third brother..."
Her voice trembled slightly, with a softness she had never heard before, "Dong'er admits defeat, please..."
Tang San's mouth curled up in a wicked arc, and he laughed softly, "What do you want from me?"
Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and she finally whispered those two words: "...husband."
Tang San's eyes suddenly darkened, a hint of triumphant joy flashed in them. He hugged Bibi Dong tightly, pulling her close to him, and said in a deep voice with an irresistible command: "Say it again..."
Bibi Dong's cheeks flushed, her breathing became rapid, her red lips parted slightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Husband...Tang San's husband...Third brother..."
Her fingertips tightly grasped his shoulders, and her voice became lower and lower, "Dong'er... Dong'er wants..."
Tang San's eyes grew darker, his fingers gently lifted her chin, his voice low and dangerous: "What are you thinking about?"
Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "...I love you."
Tang San's lips curled up into an evil smile, his fingers gently stroking her wet light pink hair, his voice low and bewitching: "Dong'er, do you want to get more Sea God's power?"
Bibi Dong's eyes flickered slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was filled with ambiguity: "...I want to."
Tang San chuckled softly and gently stroked her collarbone with his fingers.
...
After a long time.
Tang San gently reached out his hand and gently picked up Bibi Dong from the pool. His movements were gentle and full of love. He said softly, "Dear, Dong'er, next, we should go find Qian Renxue."
Bibi Dong nestled in Tang San's arms. After hearing his words, she nodded gently, parted her red lips, and said softly, "Xiaoxue? Good."
Tang San looked at Bibi Dong, a sly smile flashed in his eyes. He gently put Bibi Dong down and let her stand in front of him.
Bibi Dong has a graceful figure, revealing herWith her curvy figure, she elegantly put on her favorite purple gauze dress, and every movement revealed her endless charm and style.
After putting on their clothes, Bibi Dong and Tang San walked out of the Pope's Palace side by side.
The two of them held hands, and this scene was seen by Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Golden Crocodile Douluo, Guangling Douluo and others, and they all showed expressions of astonishment.
They had never seen His Holiness so close to anyone, let alone a man.
Ju Douluo couldn't help but stepped forward, looking at Bibi Dong and Tang San's tightly clasped hands, and stammered, "Your Holiness, what are you doing..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sharp look from Bibi Dong.
An intriguing smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face. She took Tang San's arm and pressed her face tightly against his blue hair. Her voice was full of dominance and charm: "Shut up, from now on, I am Tang San's woman, I... am his only Dong'er..."
Ju Douluo took a step back suddenly, the expression on his face seemed to freeze. He couldn't believe his ears, and couldn't accept this sudden change.