Chapter 64: Bibi Dong, Are You Sure You're Not Rewarding Me?
"Of course not, Your Holiness, the Pope. You are someone I deeply admire."
"My admiration for you flows like a surging river, endless and unstoppable. No amount of words could ever fully express the reverence I hold for you."
Feeling the increasingly terrifying pressure of soul power bearing down on him, Lin Chen hurriedly began flattering Bibi Dong.
He had no idea what Bibi Dong was planning, but one thing was clear, just follow her mood.
Hearing Lin Chen's praise, Bibi Dong revealed a faint smile and nodded in satisfaction.
"Continue."
She lightly kicked his thigh with the tip of her high heel, signaling him to keep talking.
Tonight, at the very least, Lin Chen would speak until his mouth ran dry, and then she would let him off.
Upon hearing this, Lin Chen instantly entered full "Best Actor" mode. Every expression on his face radiated admiration.
In the next moment, he continued praising Bibi Dong—from her heaven-defying beauty to her peerless intelligence that stood above the world, and finally to her unmatched leadership.
From beginning to end, Lin Chen exalted her as a flawless, perfect woman. In his description, all other women in existence paled into insignificance before her brilliance.
Half an hour later.
The stream of praise had lasted a full thirty minutes.
By now, Lin Chen's mouth was parched, his throat hoarse, barely able to continue.
Good heavens… Is this crazy woman, Bibi Dong, trying to torture me like this?
He suddenly realized how naïve he had been to think that flattering someone was easy.
After this ordeal, he felt like his throat would need days to recover.
Meanwhile, Bibi Dong's face was filled with delight. The radiant smile on her lips had not faded even once.
"Mm, not bad."
"Little brat, we'll stop here for today."
"I didn't expect that in your heart, this Pope is so perfect. In truth… I do have my flaws."
Seeing that Lin Chen's throat had gone hoarse, Bibi Dong showed him a trace of consideration. After all, he had praised her nonstop for half an hour.
Another few minutes, and she might have floated straight into the clouds.
'Looks like in the future, whenever I feel upset or bored, I can come find this little brat Lin Chen.'
Bibi Dong made the decision inwardly.
Hearing her self-satisfied words, Lin Chen secretly rolled his eyes, utterly speechless.
'Were those my true thoughts? I was forced to say all that!'
Just as Lin Chen thought tonight's torment was finally over,
The smiling Bibi Dong abruptly turned cold, leaving him completely stunned.
What is this, big sister? Are you seriously going through menopause? Even a chameleon can't change faster than you. You flip faces quicker than flipping a book!
"Little brat, your performance just now satisfied this Pope, but it's still not enough."
As she spoke, Bibi Dong fixed her gaze on him. Her beautiful foot, clad in a high heel, lifted and rested on his shoulder.
Seeing the heel on his shoulder, Lin Chen was puzzled.
But in the next instant,
A growing force pressed down on him. He was forced onto one knee, his other hand bracing against his thigh as he struggled to endure.
Bibi Dong really is a lunatic. How can a woman be this unpredictable? What rotten luck…
Kneeling under the pressure, resentment filled Lin Chen's heart.
This woman was truly excessive.
One day, when he became strong enough to completely crush Bibi Dong, he would definitely make her taste the sting of a little whip.
"Your… Your Holiness… What else do you require of me?"
Lin Chen forced himself to look fearful and wronged as he asked.
"Naturally. What you did just now was not enough. I still need to see more of your loyalty."
The moment she finished speaking, the foot resting on his shoulder trembled slightly. Her high heel slipped off and fell aside.
A flawless, jade-like bare foot, like a masterpiece crafted by the heavens, pressed directly onto his shoulder.
Bibi Dong drew back her long legs and resumed her posture with legs crossed. Her bare foot now rested right before Lin Chen's eyes.
Staring at the exquisite foot before him, countless questions rose in Lin Chen's mind.
What was she doing? Just moments ago, she had been fierce and imposing; now, she was placing her bare foot in front of him?
What exactly was she expecting?
It had to be said, Bibi Dong's foot was indeed perfect. The shape, the arch, everything was just right.
Her toenails were painted a deep purple, paired with black stockings. The sight was intensely alluring, striking directly at Lin Chen's brain.
"Now, this Pope will punish you severely."
"And your punishment is to massage my foot."
"Without my permission, you are not allowed to stop. Otherwise…"
She trailed off, glancing at him as her soul power pressure intensified slightly. The meaning was unmistakable.
"Understood, understood, Your Holiness. I will certainly give you a proper massage."
Feeling the increase in pressure, Lin Chen quickly assured her.
This time, however, he held no resentment.
To him, this "punishment"… was this truly punishment?
Wasn't this clearly a reward?
Without hesitation, Lin Chen gently grasped her jade-like foot with his small hands, ready to display his skills.
The moment he touched her foot, he clearly felt it tremble slightly; evidently, she was unaccustomed to someone holding it so directly.
But in the next second,
His hands began to move.
"Your Holiness, does it feel comfortable? Are you satisfied with my massage?"
Lin Chen asked as he worked.
"Mm."
This time, Bibi Dong said little, offering only a simple response.
His technique truly had merit. Under his hands, it felt as though the resentment in her heart gradually dissipated.
"If that's the case, then I'll continue."
Seeing her satisfied, Lin Chen increased his strength slightly, making the sensation even more stimulating.
"Little brat, lighten up… slow down."
As his strength increased, Bibi Dong's face gradually flushed red. It was clear she was feeling quite comfortable.
An hour later, Lin Chen paused not to stop entirely, but to switch to her other foot.
Another hour passed before the massage finally came to an end.
"Little brat, this concludes your punishment for today."
"If you dare run around recklessly again, your next punishment will be far more severe."
Now wearing her high heels once more, Bibi Dong sat at the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, issuing her warning.
Yet if one looked closely, a faint blush still lingered on her face.
"Understood, understood."
Lin Chen nodded repeatedly, not daring to show the slightest defiance.
Though that was what he said aloud, what he truly thought in his heart was another matter entirely.
After giving her a warning, Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction. This little brat had finally been molded into something presentable.
In the future, whenever she had time, she could come "discipline" him again. It was one of the few amusements she had left.
Having achieved her objective for the day, Bibi Dong prepared to leave. Her figure flickered and vanished from the room, leaving behind only a faint lingering fragrance.
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