Chapter 387 The Pope's Confession, Ning Fengzhi's Matchmaking

The next moment, Jun Yi's rationality was broken by a warm touch, and he trembled as if he was struck by electricity.

Jun Yi was flustered by Bibi Dong's actions. He wanted to avoid it, but for some reason, his body seemed to be frozen there, unable to move. His heartbeat was rapid, his thoughts were confused, as if he was struck by lightning, and he was stunned there.

Jun Yi's heart was in turmoil. He had never thought that this majestic Pope would kiss him so passionately under such circumstances.

Bibi Dong's enthusiasm caught Jun Yi off guard.

Then Bibi Dong let him go. She lowered her head, her breath still lingering on Jun Yi's lips, and her eyes flashed with an indescribable light.

Jun Yi looked at Bibi Dong in confusion, full of doubts. He didn't know how to deal with this unexpected kiss, nor did he know what Bibi Dong was thinking.

However, Bibi Dong did not give Jun Yi more time to think. She lowered her head, holding Jun Yi in her arms, and whispered, "Little guy, I really like you."

Jun Yi was stunned. He didn't expect Bibi Dong to say such a shocking word. He looked at Bibi Dong in confusion, not sure if he heard it wrong.

Bibi Dong chuckled, and the next second her figure disappeared, leaving only Jun Yi in the huge room.

Jun Yi stood there alone, his heart was like a surging sea, unable to calm down. Bibi Dong's sudden kiss and confession caught him off guard and even confused.

He reached out to touch his mouth, stroking the place where Bibi Dong had kissed just now. The faint warmth on his lips was still there, but it was like a distant light that seemed to be about to go out.

Jun Yi began to calm down slowly, and he began to think about Bibi Dong's behavior. But he didn't understand why this female pope who was above thousands of people would like him? This was not in line with common sense. He didn't take the initiative to provoke her at all?

Jun Yi recalled her passionate confession and kiss just now, which made Jun Yi feel a little unreal.

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In the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, because Jian Douluo took Ning Rongrong to hunt for spirit rings, the next few days were all for Bone Douluo to guide Tang San's training. Although Bone Douluo had been doing his best to guide Tang San, Tang San always felt that Bone Douluo seemed to be rejecting him.

Tang San understood that it must be because of Jun Yi again. During this time in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the name he heard the most was Jun Yi's. It can be seen that Jun Yi was once deeply loved by these disciples.

And Tang San also heard many disciples call him "defective goods" in private to mock himself.

Tang San recorded these words in his heart, and regarded these words as his motivation to work hard, and worked hard to continuously improve his strength, and use actions to prove to everyone that he is a real genius.

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In the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, because Jian Douluo took Ning Rongrong to hunt for spirit rings, the next few days were all for Bone Douluo to guide Tang San's practice. Although Bone Douluo had been doing his best to guide Tang San, Tang San always felt that Bone Douluo seemed to be rejecting him.

Tang San kept these words in his heart, and regarded them as his motivation to strive for strength, and strive to continuously improve his strength, and use actions to prove to everyone that he is a true genius.

After lunch, just as Tang San was about to go to the forging room, Ning Fengzhi stopped him.

"Xiao San, come to the study and talk with me." Ning Fengzhi said.

"Okay, Uncle Ning."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and invited Tang San into the study. He gently closed the door, like a kind uncle. He motioned Tang San to sit on a mahogany chair, and he sat behind the desk. The air was filled with the scent of ink and paper, as if this was a quiet harbor that could make people forget the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

"Xiao San, how have you been in our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect this month?" Ning Fengzhi asked gently.

"Very good, the atmosphere of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is great, here I can feel the heritage and atmosphere of a large sect." Tang San replied politely.

"Well, I can also see that you are really working hard." Ning Fengzhi paused slightly and continued. "Xiao San, you know, the three sects are of the same blood. Before the Haotian Sect was closed, marriages between the major sects were also very common."

Tang San heard the unusualness in Ning Fengzhi's words, so he said directly: "Uncle Ning, what do you mean?"

"What I want to say is that Rongrong has reached the right age for marriage, and she and you are also destined to be together. You have also met in Shrek Academy before. You are of similar age. Although you don't have any feelings now, I don't think this is a problem." Ning Fengzhi said slowly.

Tang San was silent for a moment and took a deep breath. He had guessed that Ning Fengzhi might talk about Ning Ning Rongrong, but he didn't expect Ning Fengzhi to be so direct.

Tang San took a deep breath, and he thought of the dead Xiao Wu in his heart. His heart ached as if it was torn apart. He was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "Uncle Ning, I appreciate your kindness, but I... I can't accept it." Tang San said firmly.

Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned, then coughed lightly, and then continued: "Xiao San, I know you have Xiao Wu in your heart, but she is a soul beast after all, and this relationship is not tolerated by the world. You should get out of this relationship as soon as possible and start a new life. People can't hang on a tree."

"I allow you to think about Xiao Wu in your heart. Just like me, I love Rongrong's mother very much. Before I married her, I already had several concubines."

"Rongrong is a good girl, and she also needs someone who can take care of her."

Tang San nodded silently, but remained silent.

Ning Fengzhi saw Tang San's hesitation, so he continued: "Xiao San, I know this may be a little sudden for you, but I think this is a good opportunity. You can have more contact with Rongrong and cultivate feelings. Maybe something unexpected will happen between you."

Tang San took a deep breath, he looked at Ning Fengzhi, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. He had a dead lover in his heart, Xiao Wu, but Ning Fengzhi's words were not without reason.

"Uncle Ning, I will consider your words carefully." Tang San said slowly.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, he knew he was halfway successful. He coughed lightly, and then continued: "Okay, Xiao San, I believe you will make the right decision."

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