Bibi Dong stood up from the papal throne, frowning slightly and talking to herself.
"It seems that I can't sit still and wait for death. I must increase my attraction to my husband.
Otherwise, I'm afraid he would be so enticed by the wild flowers outside that he would be so happy that he would have a headache."
Thinking of the time when she kicked her husband out of the Wuhun Palace, she couldn't help but regret it now.
If her husband doesn't go back to Wuhun Hall a few times throughout the year, isn't she equivalent to being a widow?
Thinking of this cruel fact, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a miserable and miserable feeling in her heart, which made her extremely crazy.
Seeing her tangled look, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who were waiting aside, looked at each other.
It seems that I am thinking about my master again, which makes them feel a little speechless. As expected, the woman's heart is agitated, this sentence is correct.
It was obvious that more than a month ago, she felt that someone had been pestering her, which caused her to "become miserable in the morning, and the Pope will not come to court early from now on."
Now he actually worries about gains and losses, and wants to take the initiative to compete for favors. This is outrageous. He opened the door to outrageous people. It is outrageous.
At this moment, Wang Jingyu appeared strangely behind Bibi Dong, making Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo widen their eyes.
Hey, how do you say Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived? Is the master becoming more and more unpredictable, or is it because they saw it wrong?
Just when Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were about to warn Bibi Dong.
Wang Jingyu made a silent gesture towards them, and then motioned for them to leave quietly.
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo looked at each other without saying anything, and turned around and left the Pope's Palace with understanding.
Bibi Dong, who was worried, saw them suddenly turning around and leaving, but didn't take it to heart.
She was in so much distress right now that she had no time to pay attention to them who turned around and left.
At this moment, one big hand was hugging her waist, while the other hand was doing evil things on her delicate body.
Facing such a sudden big hand, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel that her breathing had become much heavier.
But she didn't struggle, because she knew that the only person who dared to touch her like this was the husband she longed for.
"Bad guy, are you finally willing to come back? You always leave for a long time before coming back.
Dong'er thought you were obsessed with some vixen, huh, don't come back even if you have the ability."
Bibi Dong complained with a look of grievance. After all, she hadn't seen him for more than 20 days. This kind of widowhood made her feel aggrieved.
Wang Jingyu also heard dissatisfaction with him from her words, and asked with a joking look on his face.
"What's wrong, dear wife, have you not seen your husband for so long? Do you feel empty, lonely and cold inside?"
In response to his joking words, Bibi Dong turned around angrily and pinched his waist with her jade hands.
"Bad guy, are you talking nonsense? How can you have such a heartless and irresponsible husband?
Humph, you don't deserve a wife for a man like you, and now I feel a little regretful."
With Wang Jingyu's extraordinary strength, even Bibi Dong's full blow might not be able to hurt him, let alone just twisting his waist like this.
However, a certain shameless guy directly covered his waist and began to howl with an extremely exaggerated expression.
"Ouch, my waist, my wife is touching my waist, oh...
It's unreasonable and unconscionable, someone wants to murder my husband..."
Bibi Dong also couldn't laugh or cry about Wang Jingyu's crying and howling appearance. Don't be too shameless.
He obviously didn't use much strength, but he insisted on pretending to be seriously injured, and also said that he had pinched his waist?
Are you kidding? How is that possible? Even if he is injured anywhere, his waist must not be injured. After all, it is related to his life's happiness.
"Okay, okay, stop coming. If you keep yelling, I will get angry."
Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows, showing an unhappy look, and her tone became much more serious.
Wang Jingyu quickly hugged her tightly in his arms and said with a flattering smile.
"My dear wife, my husband is just joking. Don't be angry. This time my husband comes back and wants to stay in Wuhun Hall for a longer time. Is that okay?"
"Nonsense, you are now the real master of Wuhun Palace. Even I, the Pope, can only rule the three halls stably because of your blessing.
How long do you want to stay back? Do you still need my permission? I'm afraid that Dong'er will lose its charm soon and you'll go out to mess around with others again, right?"
Bibi Dong looked at Wang Jingyu with a resentful look on his face and began to feel sorry for himself.
Wang Jingyu rubbed his hands, looking impatient.
"My dear wife, did you just imply that I don't care about you too much? Can I now..."
He smacked his lips and wandered over Bibi Dong's delicate body with his hungry wolf-like eyes.
Feeling the eager gaze from Wang Jingyu, Bibi Dong also understood how much he coveted her.
She nodded shyly and expressed her wishes.
Wang Jingyu looked overjoyed, picked her up and ran towards the bedroom. This time he must taste Dong'er...
The camera turned to Notting City, inside the Junior Soul Master Academy.
After about ten days of treatment by a soul emperor-level healing soul master, Yu Xiaogang's injuries were finally fully recovered.
Even his leg bones and arm bones that were cruelly crushed by Tang Hao were repaired to a good degree, which made him very happy. Finally, he no longer had to lie dead on the bed.
Tang San was also happy to hear this. After all, Yu Xiaogang was his teacher. Only a teacher with sound limbs could make detailed and powerful plans for him.
However, there was something he didn't understand. He had never seen a healing soul master who came to help the teacher treat his injuries.
It seems that the other party is deliberately avoiding me. As long as I am taking care of the teacher, the healing soul master will not show up no matter what.
Once he goes to class or goes out, the healing soul master will appear to help the teacher treat his injuries.
Although he didn't understand this, he didn't take it to heart. Anyway, as long as the teacher's injury could recover as soon as possible, it would be fine.
After helping Yu Xiaogang tidy up the messy room, Tang San heard the bell ringing for class and hurriedly excused himself to Yu Xiaogang.
"Teacher, if there is nothing else, I will go to class first. After school in the evening, I will take care of you."
Yu Xiaogang nodded with relief.
"You can leave first. I'm fine. My injuries are almost healed now. I still have some inconvenience in my legs and feet, but it doesn't affect my life anymore."
"That's good, I'll leave first." After Tang San resigned, he turned and left Yu Xiaogang's staff dormitory.
Ten minutes after Tang San left, Tang Hao came here with the healing soul emperor, looking at Yu Xiaogang and asked.
"I think you are almost healed. After this treatment is completed, it will be time for him to return to the Qibao Glazed Sect. Do you have any objections?"