Douluo: Entering the Way with Wine

As the setting sun in the western sky gradually sinks into the sea, the last ray of light between heaven and earth dissipates.

Although the sky at this time is dim, it is not as mysterious as the night sky. The sunset has disappeared. Although it cannot be said to be dim, it is the most chaotic moment. Between the alternation of yin and yang, the sun and moon have not appeared, and the stars have disappeared.

Bibi Dong gently stroked Bibi Ming's silky white hair in her arms, which was extremely soft to the touch. She put the tip of her nose to her neck and felt the faint aroma of wine floating around, which made her feel a little intoxicated.

Bibi Ming was drinking wine silently while twirling her golden hair with her fingertips. She seemed to be as peaceful as ever, letting the other party do whatever she wanted.

The surrounding was very dark, so dark that she could only feel the other person for a while. The surrounding was very bright, so bright that she could feel the other person.

The hand holding him couldn't help but caress him gently unconsciously.

Bibi Ming's body is very soft, and every part of the skin brings a soft and comfortable touch to the fingertips. Bibi Dong can't put it down every time, which is why she often likes to hold him.

She felt every part of the other person's body, and she loved it from the inside out. This was a feeling that was getting deeper and deeper, much stronger than a few years ago.

Bibi Ming still made no movement. He raised the bottle in his hand and drank lightly. His eyes were a little empty, as if he was looking at the dim sea in front of him, but he seemed not to be looking at anything at all.

Because he was in Bibi Dong's arms at this time, the other party couldn't see clearly the look in his eyes, nor could he clearly see that there seemed to be confusion in his clear and pure burgundy eyes, as if he was in a daze.

It seemed like he was thinking, but also like he was silent.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but from Bibi Ming's slightly open skirt, I could faintly see the bruises that seemed to have appeared due to some force, just like the scars when he and Bibi Dong first met.

And at this moment, the edge of the nails on the slender fingers that were rubbing his body slightly scratched a part of the skin. For a while, a string of faint blood beads slowly came out, but was quickly wiped away by the clothes.

The faint and enchanting aroma of wine blended into his surroundings, gradually adding an indescribable flavor to the originally pure and fragrant aroma of wine.

Bibi Dong, who was still obsessed with this moment, didn't care at all, or maybe she didn't notice it at all. She just buried her face in his hair, feeling the enjoyment from her soul, and the flush gradually appeared on her cheeks. , the movements in the hands still did not relax, and there was still this slight exertion.

It seems that he wants to feel the intoxication of this moment further.

At this time, the moon gradually rose, and a faint cold light fell gently from the sky. The white light flowed around Bibi Ming and was refracted into his eyes.

He raised his head slightly and looked quietly at the full moon that was gradually rising in the sky. One or two stars gradually appeared in the starry sky that was not visible at first.

Suddenly, his hand holding the wine bottle trembled slightly, and Bibi Dong's hand passed through his armpit, slowly caressing his cheek, her lips came to his ear, and she spoke softly.

"Xiao Ming..."

The words were very soft, as if she was speaking instinctively.

At this time, her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was obeying the feelings in her heart.

How lucky you are to meet Xiao Ming?This was my idea from a long time ago and it has never changed.

She had nothing before, what did she have?After that night, all that was left was the empty shell named Bibi Dong, filled with hatred and ambition for the world.

What is a cherished thing?The boy in front of her is her most cherished treasure. The more she cherishes it, the more she loves it.

Only feeling the intoxicating aroma of wine on his body could make her feel at ease.

How deep is her love for him?

How much cherishing does it contain?How much desire for protection does it contain?How much possessiveness does it contain?More or less, greed...

Does Bibi Ming know these?No one knew whether he knew it or not. Bibi Ming never said it, never said it before.

Maybe you don’t know, or maybe you know, but have no way to say it, or maybe you don’t want to say it, who knows.

Feeling the gradually increasing strength on his body, it seemed that he wanted to integrate him into the other person's body, but he never spoke, just as usual, the only thing was that his burgundy eyes were slightly lowered.

......

"Old ghost..."

Far, far away, a figure with a yellow hue that seemed to be a woman stood under the big tree. It was Yueguan. He looked at the two figures who were almost invisible in the distance, and there seemed to be some complexity in his eyes. I wanted to speak several times, but in the end I didn't know what to say, so I could only keep the look of wanting to speak but not wanting to speak.

Wisps of black energy drifted away, and soon a figure gathered from the black energy into a masked figure with a ghostly aura on his body.

Ghost Douluo, ghost.

As the other party's partner for so many years, he naturally knew what the other party wanted to say, but after being silent for a while, he just spoke.

"Xiao Ming said it a long time ago, didn't he? We can't control it..."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly started coughing, which seemed a bit violent.

"Old ghost, are you alright?"

Yue Guan looked a little worried.

At this time, there was a trace of blood dripping from under the ghost mask, and it gradually stopped after a while. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to push away the Yue Guan next to him.

"It's not to this point yet. Xiao Ming expressed love for me last time."

Breathing slightly out of breath.

He glanced at Yue Guan next to him.

"We have no control over this matter, and don't even think about saying this to His Majesty the Pope in that state, otherwise this will be my fate. I forgot about it last time, and I don't want to see you get punished for this next time... ....Abolish it."

When it came to the latter part, the ghost hesitated for a moment, and the hoarse voice under the mask finally changed a word.

Yue Guan seemed a little silent. He said nothing more and could only lower his eyes.

Seeing that the other party became quiet, Gui Mei also slowly spoke before speaking again.

"It may be better when the Pope's plan is completely completed and the continent is unified."

After finishing speaking, the other party leaned directly against the trunk of the big tree, sat on the grass, and closed his eyes slightly.

After hearing these words, Yueguan hesitated for a long time, then nodded and spoke with some reluctance.

"Perhaps, His Majesty the Pope is not the kind of person who has no independent control."

Although he said this, there was still some worry in his eyes, probably for His Majesty the Pope and for Xiao Ming.