Chapter 121 Wait! Teacher, what are you going to teach me?!
Jiang Nian exclaimed, quickly swatting away Qian Renxue's wicked little hand.
How could he allow this?
Even if he was hungry, he couldn't lay a hand on it...
"Little Jiang, what are you doing?" Qian Renxue blinked her innocent eyes, tilting her head in confusion. What did she mean by "down there"?
She just wanted to bite his collarbone, not anything else.
Jiang Nian stared at the little golden retriever's eyes for a few seconds, seeing that she didn't seem shy at all, but rather had a faint look of confusion.
He guessed he was overthinking it...
Hmm, probably.
Wiping his forehead, Jiang Nian breathed a sigh of relief.
How could the innocent little golden retriever understand those things? After all, he didn't seem to have taught her anything...
Ugh!
He'd have to deal with that later.
"Okay, I'll go talk to the teacher."
"You should go back too."
Jiang Nian put Qian Renxue, who was sitting on his lap, down beside him and got up to put on his shoes.
The young lady has given the order, how could he, as her henchman, disappoint the princess?
"Alright! If I don't see you tomorrow, I'll storm the Papacy!"
"That's unlikely, your mommy won't do anything to me."
"That's not necessarily true..."
"Hmm?"
Jiang Nian frowned slightly. He seemed to hear the little golden retriever say something, but he couldn't quite make it out.
However, he didn't dwell on it; it probably wasn't anything important...
The two, having finished dressing, pushed open the door. Looking at the swirling snow outside, the little golden retriever felt a little tempted to play in the snow.
Unfortunately, he wasn't there, so she had to suppress her playful desire.
"Good luck, Jiang Nian!"
"Mm."
Jiang Nian ruffled her hair and helped her put on her red scarf.
A touch of pink crept onto her fair face, and the girl blinked, staring intently at the boy before her.
Perhaps it was the snow, but the blush spread to her ears.
"Let's go."
"Okay... be careful!"
Jiang Nian: "???"
What's wrong with this mother and daughter lately? They both seem so strange. What does "be careful" mean?
Am I going to have some close contact with Brother Ruler again?
Oh, or maybe it's high heels.
Qian Renxue stared blankly at Jiang Nian's departing figure, lowering her head and swaying it gently from side to side. A trace of the boy's scent clung to her scarf, giving her some warmth in the cold snow.
She took a step, her golden hair swaying, and upon closer inspection, there was a blue hair tie, the source of which was unknown.
All she knew was that she had worn it for many years.
Jiang Nian entered the Papal Palace, and the maids on either side straightened up and opened their eyes, only returning to their dozing after he had gone some distance.
Bibi Dong, lounging in her chair, slowly opened her eyes. Seeing her youngest disciple, a hint of warmth appeared on her usually calm face.
"Teacher."
"Come here, speak here."
The woman beckoned with her finger, her tone as domineering as ever.
Jiang Nian stepped forward, letting her massage him first before it was his turn.
"Hmm..." Bibi Dong hummed softly, straightening her back and enjoying the massage with her eyes half-closed. "Speak, what brings you here?"
"This disciple wishes to leave for a while, as I've already told you..."
"Leave?!"
Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly, her voice rising several octaves.
The maids who had been watching the scene immediately perked up their ears, wondering if the Holy Son was about to be lectured again.
Jiang Nian quickly told her his prepared explanation, but he missed his chance.
Bibi Dong covered his mouth with her finger, stood up, her eyes flashing with a cold light and other unreadable emotions.
Their eyes met, and after what seemed like an eternity, Jiang Nian finally couldn't help but blink.
He wasn't this excited last time, what's wrong with him today?
However, he felt that if he pried a little harder, he'd definitely get his teacher to relent.
"Come to my room first."
Bibi Dong grabbed Jiang Nian's wrist and led him straight out of the Papal Palace towards the back courtyard.
The swirling snow seemed to be brewing an impending storm.
No one knew when it would erupt.
A few minutes later, Bibi Dong led Jiang Nian to her boudoir, locked the door, and sat on her bed, legs crossed, saying nothing.
At this moment, she wasn't the majestic Pope. She was more like a teacher about to reprimand a naughty child, ready to give him a good lesson.
No lesson, only… only complete ignorance.
After several years together, Jiang Nian was no longer afraid of Bibi Dong's demeanor; he was now thick-skinned and used to being beaten.
He wanted to see if his teacher had any new tricks up her sleeve.
"Speak, what were you doing out there?"
Jiang Nian cleared his throat and recited everything he had prepared on the way.
Bibi Dong listened expressionlessly, searching for key words.
Finding himself unable to come up with a reason, he had to change his approach.
"With whom?"
Jiang Nian's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm: "By myself, of course."
"Hmm? Really?" Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"Of course it's true, would I lie to my teacher?" Jiang Nian stared seriously into those alluring eyes, his face neither flushed nor out of breath.
That's right, he'd go out first, and the little golden retriever would "sneak" out, leaving him along. If that didn't work, he could add another girl. Bibi Dong wouldn't let him be alone with a girl, so adding another girl would perfectly solve the problem.
"Little Nian, do you know the consequences of lying to me?"
"No."
Jiang Nian scratched his head, wanting to hear what the consequences would be.
If it wasn't serious, he'd just tread the line.
"Hehe... Don't worry, there will definitely be opportunities in the future." Bibi Dong's chest heaved with anger, her bulging breasts trembling slightly.
Good!
She's really grown up, speaking with such conviction.
She remembered how adorable she was when she was little.
Now, in the blink of an eye, although she's still incredibly tall, she's just so infuriating.
It's as if she's grown up and doesn't need her mother anymore.
The fledgling is about to spread its wings and soar, while she can only watch helplessly as the little one she's painstakingly raised leaves, teetering on the edge of hesitation and uncertainty about keeping her.
Letting her go might expose her to the corrupting influence of the outside world.
But if she keeps her by her side, when will she ever truly grow up?
A complex look flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and she rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on.
The two remained silent for a long time until she spoke again, breaking the silence.
"Alright, I'll let you out."
"However, wait here tonight. Tonight, your teacher will teach you something."
Hmm?
A posture?
Jiang Nian felt a bad premonition, glancing suspiciously at Bibi Dong as she removed her hairpin, wondering what she was going to do.
Or had she misheard?
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