"Xu Ran, can you please act like a human being? To use such tactics against a woman, and moreover, your own woman, do you even have a conscience?" Bi Bidong was close to crying; she had never been so wronged in her life.
That bastard Xu Ran actually left behind such evidence. These photos, although just of her sleeping face, indicated that given Xu Ran's beastly ways, he surely had other, more revealing photos.
Damn it!
Xu Ran was too shameless, treating her like this.
Furious and shivering with cold!
"Oh? So you admit you're my woman now?" Xu Ran raised an eyebrow, his intent only to scare Bi Bidong and give her a warning to be more conscientious in her actions. Naturally, the photos he and Bi Bidong took could only be appreciated by him alone. He liked to flirt with girls, but he wasn't that bad.
However, eventually, these items could be compiled into a book to send over to Brock, then he could enjoy Brock's many varied expressions.
So infuriating!
"Of course I'm your woman, at least for now. Have you forgotten our agreement?" Bi Bidong pouted, batting her large eyes and looking on the verge of tears, a pitiable sight that made one want to pull her into an embrace.
For a moment, Xu Ran was captivated by such a vulnerable Bi Bidong, but he quickly regained his composure.
Heh, women, thinking they can enchant him just by swaying their hips and shaking their asses. Dream on.
"Honey, please spare me. From now on, I'll be nicer to you, and take good care of you, alright?" Bi Bidong pouted, her red lips bright and her rosy cheeks stunning, as beautiful as an uncarved gem. Her long hair was tied back with a purple hairband, with a few locks falling across her brow, looking both pitiable and alluring.
If it were anyone else, they would likely be completely captivated at the sight.
Bi Bidong was naturally gorgeous, and when she intentionally flirted, there were few who could resist such temptation.
But Xu Ran, fortunately, resisted.
Because Xu Ran was not just a simple lecher; he was worldly. Although Bi Bidong was beautiful and he was attracted, he still needed to keep her hanging.
He had to let Bi Bidong know who was the master, otherwise she would always be causing trouble, trying to ride on his face—how could that be tolerated?
"Hey, Xu Ran, don't go too far, or I'll fight you to the death!"
Seeing that Xu Ran didn't even deign to look at her, and that her seduction seemed ineffective, Bi Bidong could no longer contain her anger. One beautifully shaped foot stepped on the armrest of Xu Ran's wheelchair, her face full of menace as she glared at him.
"With your current strength, even if the fish dies, the net won't be broken," Xu Ran said leisurely. He took the embroidered shoe off Bi Bidong's foot, holding her delicate foot clad in a black silk stocking in his hand, the smooth and fine texture transmitting to Xu Ran's touch.
Xu Ran directly removed Bi Bidong's shoe, exposing her arch-shaped small foot wrapped in a fine black stocking. Due to tension, her toes, soft as lychee, curled tightly.
After a day of walking, there was no foul smell from her feet. Even though she was drenched with perspiration, there was a surprising fragrance. It was evident that Bi Bidong was usually very diligent about her personal hygiene.
However, girls always pay great attention to this aspect; taking a bath could take them an hour or more. Unlike men, who could be done within a few minutes to a quarter of an hour.
"Honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I won't do it again," Bi Bidong said in a soft and sticky tone. In an instant, she was like a deflated ball, losing her previous pomp.
"You realize your mistake?" Xu Ran looked up at Bi Bidong for a moment, continuing to knead her beautiful foot, feeling the muscle tremors on the sole which conveyed Bi Bidong's emotional fluctuations.
They were all seasoned players in the game of seduction, how could they not take down a Bi Bidong?
What a joke!
"Mmm, mmm," Bi Bidong nodded repeatedly. Xu Ran's thumb pressed firmly from time to time on different acupoints on the soles of her feet, sending a comfortable and pleasant sensation through her entire body, instantly dissipating all her fatigue and discomfort. The pleasurable feeling nearly made Bi Bidong cry out, but she forcefully stifled the sound before it could escape her lips.
If she cried out, who knew how Xu Ran would take advantage of her next.
Xu Ran might even record a segment of audio. If that sensual voice and those photos were combined, she would truly be done for, absolutely unable to clear her name.
At this moment, Bi Bidong seemed to be suffering from paranoia. But having been caught in various compromising positions by Xu Ran time and time again, she couldn't help but be more cautious. In her eyes, Xu Ran was capable of anything.
If Xu Ran knew what Bi Bidong was thinking, he'd probably cry foul. However, if this made Bi Bidong more obedient, it wasn't a bad thing for him.
"As long as you're obedient, none of that will get out, especially not into Xue'er's hands. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I might do when I am driven to anger. A person can do anything when they are extremely angry," Xu Ran spoke leisurely. Having Bi Bidong by the short hairs, Xu Ran didn't need to care about anything else.
After these days of recuperation, he could show Tang San and Yu Xiaogang a thing or two once he visited Martial Soul Hall. It would certainly be more thrilling than now.
Especially the sight of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's faces looking like they had eaten shit, which would definitely be delightful.
Bi Bidong was rendered speechless, no longer arguing with Xu Ran. With Xu Ran having her number, all she could do was accept defeat. She could only hope that Xu Ran would feel charitable enough to destroy those damn "evidences" after his mood improved.
If those photos or audio leaked, even if nothing had happened between her and Xu Ran, she would never be able to explain it away. The great image of Bi Bidong as a generation's Pope would crumble in an instant, and others might even slander her as that kind of person.
...
Bi Bidong fed Xu Ran some water and then took the initiative to cook some easily digestible food, slowly feeding it into Xu Ran's mouth. Xu Ran lay comfortably on Bi Bidong's beautiful legs, relishing the unique fragrance emanating from her body, and enjoyed the gentle service of Bi Bidong, feeling utterly blissful.
Although the tenderness Bi Bidong showed at the moment was feigned, and the service was far from satisfactory.
But thinking about Pope Qianxun Ji, Xu Ran couldn't be in a better mood.
Qianxun Ji was hammered into severe injury by Tang Hao, and after Bi Bidong fed him poison, he kicked the bucket.
Xu Ran didn't feel the slightest pity for Qianxun Ji. He was after all a Pope, and yet he couldn't handle a single girl; he deserved his death for being so pathetic.
If he were the Pope, he would make Bi Bidong love and fear him, always ready with a little whip, giving one slap then a sweet date, leaving Bi Bidong unable to quit.
"Are you full? Or do you want me to cook something else for you?" Bi Bidong wiped Xu Ran's mouth with a white silk handkerchief, asking tenderly.
Unconsciously, she had also gradually immersed herself in the role of serving Xu Ran, gentle as a wife tending to her husband.
Here, with just the two of them and none of the vexing troubles of Martial Soul Hall, the peaceful surroundings also quieted her heart substantially. The pleasure of such tranquility made her for a moment even forget her own identity and that of Xu Ran's.
"I'm full."
Xu Ran burped, lying on the somewhat plump and lovely legs of his precious Pope, satisfied from just looking, let alone eating.
Given his constitution, he wouldn't have a problem even without eating or drinking, but he certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity to tease Bi Bidong.