Douluo Continent: Blue and Silver Twins, adopted by Bibi Dong

Chapter 30 Domineering Dong'er's Forced Love? Bibi Dong: Sleep with me, do you think I'm going to eat you?

Lan Yue felt dizzy and disoriented; the scene before her blurred into a hazy blur of light and shadow, and her stomach churned violently.

"Giggle giggle————"

Bibi Dong laughed even harder when she saw Lan Yue's adorable, dizzy look.

She didn't stop until she had walked around enough.

Holding Blue Moon, she strode into her luxuriously decorated boudoir, which was filled with a girlish atmosphere.

"Bang!"

The door was gently closed by a heel.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Yue felt herself being thrown out, tracing a beautiful parabola in the air.

"Thump!"

There was no pain as I had imagined; the sensation beneath me was incredibly soft, as if I were sinking into a cloud.

Lan Yue scrambled to her feet, feeling dizzy and disoriented, only to find herself thrown onto Bibi Dong's enormous bed.

On a large bed covered with pink silk.

A rich and pleasant fragrance instantly enveloped him.

That was Bibi Dong's unique scent, a blend of some kind of high-end incense, sweet but not cloying, intoxicating to the senses.

"Dong--Sister Dong, what are you doing?"

Blue Moon hugged her soft pillow, huddled in the corner of the bed, and watched Bibi Dong, who was slowly unbuttoning her outer robe, with a wary expression.

Isn't this plot development a bit off?

Bibi Dong casually tossed her outer robe onto the clothes rack, revealing that she was only wearing a thin silk nightgown underneath, which outlined her budding, graceful figure.

She walked barefoot on the carpet, approaching the bed step by step, a mischievous smile playing on her lips: "What?"

"Of course, it's for sleeping."

"Starting today, you'll move in and sleep with your sister."

"But----"

Blue Moon weakly protested, "Men and women should not touch each other—"

Don't give me that!

Bibi Dong interrupted him abruptly and pounced onto the bed.

He used both arms and legs like an octopus to pull Lan Yue into his arms, declaring domineeringly, "What do you know about the principle of not touching people?"

"Besides, I'm your older sister, and you're my little follower. I can sleep however I want!"

"and----"

Bibi Dong leaned close to Lan Yue's ear, her warm breath brushing against his neck, her tone turning slightly resentful: "Weren't you staring at that Chaotianxiang quite intently in the carriage earlier?"

"What?

"Now that your sister is right in front of you, are you getting shy?"

"If you don't make your sister happy tonight, hmph—"

Bibi Dong deliberately made a fierce expression, but to Lan Yue, it looked more like she was being coquettish.

Lan Yue felt the soft, warm body pressed against her, the girl's fragrance lingering in her nostrils, and she felt utterly heartbroken.

"This isn't sleeping!"

"This is clearly a sweet torture!"

Lan Yue writhed in Bibi Dong's arms like a caterpillar.

Trying to break free from that suffocating "hug," she protested righteously, "Sister Dong'er!"

You can't do this to me!

"Now I'm at least the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

He's a very important and influential person!

"If the elders and deacons outside knew that His Highness the Holy Son was being held by his sister to sleep, where would my dignity be?"

Where do I put my pride?

Lan Yue tried to awaken Bibi Dong's sense of shame by using "identity" and "decency" so that she would let her off the hook.

However, Lan Yue clearly underestimated Bibi Dong's shamelessness and her possessiveness.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong not only did not let go, but instead acted as if she had heard a funny joke.

She reached out a finger and gently brushed against Lan Yue's nose, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a half-smile: "Oh, so our Holy Prince is already putting on airs?"

"What?

"Now that he's become the Holy Son, he's disowning his sister?"

Bibi Dong adjusted her posture slightly, letting Lan Yue rest her head on her lotus-root arm.

With her other hand, she gently pinched his chubby cheeks, her tone carrying a hint of domineering self-righteousness: "I don't care what kind of holy son you are outside, nor do I care what those old men think of you."

"Here, on this bed, you are my little brother, the little guy I picked up."

"I'm your sworn sister. An elder sister is like a mother to you, don't you understand?"

At this point, Bibi Dong leaned closer, a playful glint in her pale purple eyes.

Her warm breath brushed against Lan Yue's face: "Besides, your sister loves you so much, would she eat you up?"

Lan Yue looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to hers, and her Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

He shrank back, not daring to say what was on his mind, but inwardly he was furiously ranting:

That's hard to say —

The way you look at me, it's like you want to devour someone alive—

"Besides, 'eating' has many meanings, you know!"

I think you're just after my body! Even though I'm still young, you're basically trying to raise me into a child!

Looking at Lan Yue's adorable, frustrated yet sullen expression, she was filled with anger but dared not speak out.

Bibi Dong's perverse sense of humor was greatly satisfied.

"Alright, don't move around, go to sleep!"

Bibi Dong gave him no more chance to speak, tightening her arms slightly to completely envelop Lan Yue in her embrace.

Blue Moon's willpower is inevitably crumbling at an alarming rate.

My brain started to feel dizzy, like I'd drunk two kilograms of fake liquor, feeling lightheaded and euphoric.

My eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and my body gradually relaxed.

Instinctively, I snuggled closer to that warm embrace, finding a more comfortable spot.

Not long after.

His Highness, who had been protesting in his heart, completely gave up resisting.

In this suffocating bliss, Bibi Dong became completely intoxicated and fell into a deep sleep.

A faint, naive smile lingered at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the little guy who had finally settled down in her arms, a hint of tenderness flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

Bibi Dong gently kissed Lan Yue's forehead and whispered, "Goodnight, my little holy son."

early morning.

Blue Moon was mechanically stuffing bread into her mouth, her eyes slightly darkened, looking utterly exhausted.

Last night's sleep was so "soothing".

Bibi Dong was like a giant body pillow, clinging to him all night long.

The breathtaking softness and fragrance made him dream all night.

In my dreams, I'm always struggling to survive in a pile of cotton candy.

In contrast, Bibi Dong, who was sitting opposite him, looked refreshed and radiant.

Bibi Dong elegantly held her milk cup, looking at Lan Yue's listless appearance.

A mischievous grin played on his lips, clearly indicating he was in an extremely good mood.

"What's wrong, Yueyue?"

Didn't you sleep well last night?

Bibi Dong asked the question knowingly, and even thoughtfully wiped the bread crumbs from Lan Yue's mouth: "Was it too comfortable in my arms that you didn't want to wake up?"

Blue Moon rolled her eyes, about to retort, "That was a chokehold, not a hug."

Suddenly, a rhythmic sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

"Da, da, da."