Chapter 318: Holding Hands and Embracing

"For the sake of letting ourselves... be at ease?"

Bibi Dong turned her head, looking back out at the vast land, a moment of confusion in her eyes, but then she became resolute.

"They are merely a group of ants; if they die, they die. What does that have to do with me?"

Bibi Dong reached out again, grasping toward the entire world, a flash of burning intensity quietly passing through her eyes: "All I want is to control this world and become its Supreme ruler. As for whether I am slandered or praised... what do those things have to do with me?"

She paused, then summarized: "If I do not care, then there is no such thing as being ill at ease."

Qin Jian drew in a breath as if his teeth ached.

His values really didn't align with this woman's, and brainwashing her was a bit difficult...

An empress is an empress; her goals are firm, her actions are decisive, and it is very hard for her to be influenced by others' words.

Rather than arguing about this, it would be better to talk about love...

"Actually... hands are things that... have many uses..."

Qin Jian suddenly looked at her perfect profile and smiled: "Why must you use them to grasp the entire world?"

"Oh? What other uses do hands have?"

Bibi Dong turned her head, looking interested.

Without a doubt, this moment of gazing into the distance from the railing and pouring out their hearts had made her feel a bit more curious about Qin Jian.

A Soul Beast actually harboring compassion for ordinary people, feeling ill at ease if they didn't act on it.

In her eyes, Qin Jian was also a very strange existence.

"Hands can also be used for that, that, and that..."

Qin Jian held up his own hands, turning them over and over, saying some very inexplicable things.

Bibi Dong was a little dazed: "That is... what?"

"Of course it is..."

Bibi Dong watched with her own eyes as Qin Jian's hand slowly reached over; the Speed was not fast, and she could clearly track it.

For some reason, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Used for..."

She did not dodge.

And so, that hand firmly rested on the back of her hand...

Grab!

"... holding hands."

Qin Jian smiled as he wrapped the Female Pope's fair, slender jade hand in his own palm, slowly pulling back the hand that had wanted to grasp the entire world.

In the end, their palms were pressed together.

During this process, the peerlessly elegant Pope acted as if she had gone silly, without any resistance.

The whole world went quiet.

Behind them, the Maids who had been setting the dinner table like flowing water all lost their voices, dumbfounded and unable to control themselves.

"You!"

Bibi Dong abruptly pulled her hand back, simultaneously turning her head away to avoid looking at Qin Jian.

A faint blush climbed onto her smooth, jade-like cheeks at this moment, looking heart-stirring.

Qin Jian looked at this scene with great surprise.

He never would have imagined that this peerless empress, who could generously say "How about being my Pope's Wife?" in front of everyone, would have such a shy reaction now.

She was quite a bit worse than her vixen disciple... that one had started hugging and holding when she first used Charm...

"You... have never had physical contact with anyone?" Qin Jian asked, blinking his eyes.

"Mm..."

Bibi Dong lowered her head slightly, her slender fingers unnaturally tucking the hair behind her ear; the slightly shy Pope looked breathtakingly beautiful at this moment.

"The current you is truly beautiful..."

Qin Jian smiled slightly, slowly raising his hand and reaching toward her slightly flushed face.

Behind them, that group of Maids—those carrying plates, setting tables, and placing chairs—all held their breath, like a group of statues.

Bibi Dong suddenly closed her eyes.

Qin Jian's eyebrows lifted slightly.

This is... tacit consent?

His hand still reached over slowly and firmly, only a fraction away from touching Bibi Dong's cheek...

"Bang!"

And just at this moment, a slight fluctuation of soul power appeared, and Qin Jian's hand was blocked right in front of Bibi Dong's cheek, by just a hair's breadth.

"Qin Jian, you must not be too... spoiled by favor."

When Bibi Dong opened her eyes, she had returned from a little woman to that high and lofty Pope.

Her face was indifferent, her expression stern and imposing.

The Maids behind them were terrified into silence, as if they had just had a freezing spell lifted, and one by one they began to move again, quickly and efficiently.

Yet Qin Jian seemed not to feel her majesty at all, still wearing a smile: "Spoiled by favor? I don't think so..."

Since he knew she was shy on the inside, he certainly wouldn't be scared off by the posture she was deliberately putting on now.

Isn't she just a little Sheep in wolf's clothing right now!

When the enemy retreats, I advance!

"Isn't it you who wanted me? What about the promised position of Pope's Wife?"

Qin Jian suddenly stepped forward, almost pressing against Bibi Dong, a faint, cool fragrance invading his nostrils, refreshing and pleasant.

He tilted his head and whispered in Bibi Dong's ear: "The scent on your body... is truly pleasant..."

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened, and soul power suddenly erupted from her body.

"Audacious!"

Amidst a slightly shy and angry reprimand, Qin Jian was sent flying, heading straight out toward the balcony.

"Careful!"

The next instant, Bibi Dong reacted.

Her entire body lunged forward, and one hand grabbed Qin Jian's wrist, pulling him back.

But to her surprise, Qin Jian seemed to have been prepared for her reaction; he actually instantly grabbed her wrist in return, and as she exerted force, he simultaneously borrowed that momentum to violently accelerate in the opposite direction, coming toward her.

Bibi Dong, however, was caught off balance by Qin Jian borrowing her strength, and she also moved half a step closer to him.

In a flash of lightning, Bibi Dong's soul power subconsciously began to surge.

But Qin Jian's voice rang out urgently at the same time: "If you erupt with soul power one more time, I'll really fly off the balcony!"

Bibi Dong paused slightly.

Consequently, she was wrapped around the waist by Qin Jian.

Warm fragrance and soft jade, completely entering his embrace.

"You!"

Bibi Dong was about to pull away the next moment, but unexpectedly, Qin Jian suddenly shouted in her ear: "Don't move! What's wrong with me giving you a hug!"

She was subconsciously stunned again.

Then she felt a pair of strong arms firmly encircling her into his embrace; the unprecedented intimate experience made her whole head buzz.

For a moment, she didn't even know what she should be doing now.

Her whole person was in a fog, as if in a dream.

"Hoo..."

Qin Jian let out a soft sigh.

Planning every step, he was also somewhat dazed until he achieved his goal at this moment.

Is the person now held tightly in his arms really that peerless and magnificent Female Pope who looks down upon the world?

Is this woman who can be shy, can blush, and can be held by him really Bibi Dong, whom he has always regarded as the ultimate boss?

Could she have been possessed by someone?

"Clang!"

At this moment, the crisp sound of a tray hitting the floor startled everyone present.

"Swish!"

Bibi Dong moved away with what was almost Teleportation, her back to Qin Jian, breathing deeply.

"Who knocked over the utensil just now?!"

The majestic Empress was clearly angry from embarrassment and prepared to vent her rage on others.

"Your Excellency, spare us!"

The Maids knelt on the ground in an instant, trembling with fear.

The Pope's fury is terrifying indeed.

But Qin Jian no longer felt anything...

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