I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

"Xiang, lovesickness is heartbreaking..."

Wang Zhao looked up and saw the magical red and white flowers floating around him and Bibi Dong. For a moment, his mouth felt dry and his mood was complicated.

Surprise, excitement, excitement, more and more intense love...

In the end, it all condensed into one sentence:

"Sister Dong'er, Dong'er, I love you!"

Bibi Dong raised her head faintly and met his burning gaze, her eyes turning into ripples of autumn water.

"Wang Zhao, my little Zhao, I love you too!"

"Well……"

The next moment, the man and woman were deeply in love and kissed each other passionately.

Wang Zhao's movements were very domineering, but Bibi Dong, a young man, was unusually young.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong pushed Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao withdrew his head slightly and pulled out a crystalline thread of water, hanging from the air.

Bibi Dong's face was rosy and her breathing was somewhat rapid. She took a breath.

Wang Zhao had a strange look on his face with a hint of surprise, and said softly: "Sister Dong'er, you..."

Bibi Dong blinked, her eyes gentle.

"It's the first kiss."

Wang Zhao didn't say anything more, he just tightened his arms around Bibi Dong's slender waist, and couldn't help but lower his head again and take those delicious and alluring red lips.

Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong pressed her finger against him.

Wang Zhao's eyes were confused, and Bibi Dong's eyes gradually became dangerous and full of meaning.

"But why are you... so skilled?"

Wang Zhao swallowed his saliva and pursed his lips without saying anything.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong acted shrewdly and took the initiative to ask:

"I know, it's Xiaodie, right?"

"You and her have been inseparable for more than ten years, and I have long seen your relationship. I...I don't object, but I want to ask how far you and her have gone? Is there that?"

Wang Zhao paused and shook his head with a strange look on his face.

That step is indeed not reached yet...

Bibi Dong then laughed again.

"So, I'm still ahead of Xiaodie? Hehe."

“In the end, I’m still number one~”

With that said, she removed her jade finger from Wang Zhao's lips and took the initiative to continue kissing him.

Wang Zhao blinked, and the figures of Ling Yuan and Liu Erlong appeared in his mind...emmm, Ling Yuan is a bad woman, cough, Q person; her relationship with Liu Erlong is not as good as Bibi Dong, and Sister Die is the last step behind. , and some others are still in the ambiguous stage. If Bibi Dong "settled the dust" with him today, then it is not wrong to say that Bibi Dong is "number one".

He stopped thinking about it and focused on the beauty in front of him.

From the hall, the two people unknowingly came to the stairs, the Pope's chair, the walls, the golden pillars in the palace, the door... leaving traces everywhere in the Pope's Hall, which symbolizes authority, and the two finally fell on the Pope's chair again.

Bibi Dong Q was confused, but she still retained the last trace of reason. She patted Wang Zhao gently.

"Well, let's not be here."

Wang Zhao looked at Bibi Dong and the Pope's chair beneath her. Although he felt a little irritated, he still nodded slightly and picked her up.

Is it the first time? It’s really not appropriate to do this. It’s already a bit regretful that we haven’t decided on a future wedding. We still need to be more formal.

As for the "feng shui treasure" of the Pope's chair...

Talk about it later!

The future is full of opportunities!

"Want to go to your bedroom?"

Wang Zhao asked.

Bibi Dong lay a little weakly in his arms, thought for a while, and pointed to a location.

"There is?"

Wang Zhao was a little confused, but he still walked towards the wall next to the Pope's chair in the direction pointed by Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong reached out and pressed a few times on the wall. After a while, there was a sound of a mechanism operating, and the wall opened, revealing a secret passage.

Wang Zhao's expression instantly became strange.

The Pope's Palace...the secret passage...

Could it be a secret room inside?

If so, where did this secret room come from?

Based on the situation in this world, there should be no reason for Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji to open up.

Could it be passed down from ancestors...

Although Wang Zhao was confused, he didn't ask and just walked in with Bibi Dong in his arms.

At the same time, the secret door automatically closes.

After the light changed from dark to bright, a secret room gradually appeared in Wang Zhao's sight, fully furnished and equipped with everything.

For example, a bright big bed!

Wang Zhao put Bibi Dong up, and he quickly pressed down on her.

Clothes spilled. Like butterflies flying, beautiful and moving.

The fallen flowers are colorful and the fragrance is floating.

The slender branches bear fruit, and they are so delicate and beautiful that they are indescribable.

Suddenly, a melodious moan of pain mixed with joy sounded here.

The red stuff drips.

It symbolizes the birth of another woman in the world.

The shadows flicker...

……

In the middle of the night, Wang Zhao disappeared into the secret room holding Bibi Dong, who rolled her eyes and fainted.

In an instant, he appeared in a familiar house and entered Bibi Dong's room.

The two were lying on the bed, embracing each other.

"Well, why don't you rest yet...?"

Bibi Dong opened her beautiful eyes in confusion and saw the ceiling shaking continuously.

Wang Zhao responded with action.

As if she suddenly remembered something, she covered her mouth with her hand, gasped for a while, and finally squeezed Wang Zhao with all her strength.

"Lingyuan! Lingyuan seems to be staying with us today. Please use your soul power to isolate the sound..."

Wang Zhao paused slightly, then glanced at the door with a strange expression on his face.

I was so engrossed just now that I didn't even notice that the bad woman came to the door at some point. She was...

What the hell!

This scumbag!

"What's wrong? Lingyuan must have noticed our movements, right?"

Bibi Dong asked shyly in a panic.

Although she didn't care whether her intimate relationship with Wang Zhao was exposed or not, it would be extremely embarrassing if her best friend heard that she was doing bad things!

Thinking about it, she would let go of her mental power and detect the situation in the entire house...

Suddenly, a violent rush interrupted the spellcasting!

"Ah~!!!"

Wang Zhao glared fiercely at the door, and then took Bibi Dong through Journey to the West without giving her a chance to regain consciousness.

……

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines through the window.

After the ultimate joy, the passion turned into tranquility, but the love became more intense.

The two people on the bed hugged each other tightly. Wang Zhao looked at the satisfied and charming Bibi Dong with a warm and long smile on his face.

"Dong'er..."

He shouted softly, wanting to say a lot but not knowing where to start.

"Um……"

Bibi Dong hummed and opened her beautiful eyes, looking at the handsome face so close at hand, a hint of shyness, anger, and deep love flashed in her eyes.

"Xiao Zhao, promise me you will never leave me."

After a moment, she said affectionately.

"of course."

Wang Zhao hugged her tightly.

"We will be together forever. When you and I become gods and everything settles, I will hold the most magnificent wedding in the world. When the time comes, marry me, okay?"

"Ok!"

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