Chapter 60 Bibi Dong's Strangeness, Regret for Not.
Educating Her Properly After giving her instructions, Bibi Dong went straight into Jiang Nian's room without consulting him.
Shui Lingling opened the door.
Faced with this situation, what could he do?
He could only obediently prepare the bathwater.
Skillfully entering the bathroom, he placed the wooden tub that Bibi Dong often used in a suitable position.
He first added cold water, then used his soul power to heat it up.
When it was almost warm, he sprinkled some rose and gardenia flowers.
That way, when she came out of the bath, her whole body would smell fragrant.
After preparing the bath towel and other things, Jiang Nian wiped the water that had accidentally splashed on his head.
Suddenly, he thought of something, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
He remembered... last night, he had accidentally dreamed about it.
In the trash can... no, no.
How could Bibi Dong be idle enough to look at that kind of thing?
Really.
Jiang Nian secretly pinched his arm and took a deep breath.
Tranquility cultivates character, frugality nourishes virtue.
Without detachment, one cannot clarify one's ambitions; without tranquility, one cannot achieve far-reaching goals...
Tranquility!
I've been too restless lately.
Really...
Over here.
Bibi Dong, patrolling the territory, crossed her arms and looked at Jiang Nian's bedroom.
It was simple, without too many things piled up.
The air was also fresh, without any strange smells.
After walking around, Bibi Dong had a plan in mind.
Actually, she did this because she was afraid that Jiang Nian, at this age, would develop thoughts he shouldn't have.
You know, those noble children from Tian Dou and Xing Luo, at this age, already frequent brothels.
And do such bad things!
Plus, with her strictness, what if Jiang Nian developed psychological problems due to the pressure?
As a teacher, she felt it was necessary to help this little guy relieve stress and guide him more.
"Hmm? This is..."
Bibi Dong frowned slightly.
She bent down to look at the bamboo tube.
Inside were wads of paper?
What were they for?
Bibi Dong was puzzled.
Then, something suddenly occurred to her.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she bit her lower lip.
A sense of shock washed over her. Had
Xiao Nian grown up?
No... absolutely not, she had to tell him that this kind of thing was extremely shameful... at least, in a few years... Bibi Dong took a deep breath, composed herself, and sat on his bed, her face terribly grim.
The teacher's fault for not being strict.
At the same time, she also had a headache.
What if... she was wrong?
After all, she hadn't seen Xiao Nian's unsteady steps; on the contrary, his body was very strong and full of energy.
Bibi Dong considered a possibility, and her heart grew even more agitated.
A short while later, Jiang Nian walked in.
Looking at Bibi Dong, who sat on his bed with a complicated expression, his heart skipped a beat.
Masaka...
Could he really be that unlucky?
Women shouldn't understand this...
Jiang Nian swallowed hard, calmly saying, "Teacher, it's ready. You can go take a bath now."
"Shall I clean your room now?"
Hearing his voice, Bibi Dong snapped out of her reverie, suppressing her chaotic thoughts, and stood up, calmly staring into those clear eyes.
"Okay."
With that, she took a step forward, brushing past Jiang Nian, slowly leaving, the only sound the tapping of his footsteps echoing in her ears.
"That was close..."
Jiang Nian quickly burned the trash, then lay on the bed, rubbing her head, which was a little sore.
"I still have to clean for her... The teacher is really something, not even taking all the clothes."
"That closet is full of..."
Jiang Nian's cheeks burned, and she quickly rubbed her face to clear her mind.
She still, so much liked purple.
Oh no, and white too. ... Just entering the bathroom, Bibi Dong ran her fingers through the perfectly warm bathwater, feeling a little calmer.
Only at this time of day could she truly relax.
Being the Pope was exhausting.
If it weren't for the circumstances, she would want to go back ten years and be a... Bibi Dong sighed, her body gradually sinking into the water.
Her perfect figure created ripples on the surface.
She closed her eyes, reviewing the events of the past few days.
Going out for a while felt pretty good. Her drowsy brain gradually cleared up.
Recalling her experiences at eighteen, she couldn't help but think a lot. It's true that those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things clearly.
Looking back now, it seems she's been the one paying the price throughout the whole process.
And when she needed him most in her time of need, he was with another woman…
A flash of malice crossed Bibi Dong's eyes, but it didn't last long, quickly returning to calm.
Her mind was gradually filled with another figure.
"The past cannot be changed, but the future can be pursued…"
"This little guy, I hope he can be so magnanimous in the future…"
A strange smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips, and Qian Xunji's dying words resurfaced in her mind.
[Dong'er, one day you'll stand in my shoes and understand your teacher…]
A moment later, her emotions surged again, her slender, white fingers clenching, filled with both hatred and disdain for Qian Xunji.
Now, she had reached his position. Understand?
That was just wishful thinking on his part!
She would definitely be a good teacher, and Xiao Nian would become the youngest Title Douluo in history!
Even more, become a god!
"Phew~ Finally finished cleaning."
Jiang Nian sniffed the fragrance on himself, somewhat puzzled.
Bibi Dong only stayed here once every ten days or so, so why did her room still smell so good?
Even the clothes she wore smelled wonderful. The door creaked open, and Jiang Nian turned around, pulling himself out of his thoughts.
He saw Bibi Dong, wrapped in a white bath towel, her hair loose, walk in.
Her cold, beautiful gaze and curvaceous figure...
Anyone else would be captivated.
But he was different; he was used to it. He glanced at her without a second thought.
His eyes remained completely unmoved.
Of course, his brain might not be, but other things couldn't be guaranteed otherwise.
"Xiao Nian, dry Teacher's hair." "..."
Jiang Nian's lips twitched slightly. He wasn't a hairdryer, really...
"Hurry up!" Bibi Dong urged, slowly sitting down in a chair, revealing her smooth, flawless shoulder.
Flawless, absolutely perfect.
"Okay..."
Jiang Nian stepped forward, gathered her hair, and dried it strand by strand with a warm breeze.
His own martial soul was being used like this... simply amazing...
Bibi Dong squinted her eyes in slight comfort.
Ever since she accidentally discovered this, she had really enjoyed having this little guy blow-dry her hair.
It was warm and very comfortable.
"Teacher, your hair is so smooth, like a teenage girl's."
"Hmm~ Hmm?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly, her tone somewhat unfriendly: "So, you've touched other girls' hair?"
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