Bibi Dong's appearance was very charming and seductive, exuding a mature and beautiful charm at every moment.
Her eyes were extremely enchanting; within the movement of her gaze, there was both the overbearing arrogance unique to a Pope looking down on the world and a soul-stirring, seductive charm.
A single glance revealed ten thousand kinds of elegance, cold and haughty yet alluring, making one afraid to look directly but unable to look away.
Her brow was as sharp as a knife's edge, yet softened by the lazy, vibrant color in her eyes; cold elegance and enchanting beauty blended perfectly on her face, outlining a peerless radiance unique to the Pope.
Her lips were a seductive crimson, the corners slightly raised with a hint of casual confidence and flamboyance; vibrant but not vulgar, enchanting but not fawning, she interpreted the charm of a mature woman to the extreme.
A purple gauze dress clung tightly to her curvaceous and extremely sexy perfect figure, the fabric as thin as a cicada's wing outlining breathtaking curves.
The neckline perfectly revealed her exquisite collarbones and slender swan neck, her shoulder lines smooth and neat, showing great elegance.
Her waist was slender enough to be held in one hand, and her plump, perky curves were just right—sexy and provocative without being the least bit vulgar.
Every inch of her lines exuded the ultimate charm of a mature woman and a naturally born dominance.
Seeing such a beautiful woman, the girls' gazes couldn't help but linger on Bibi Dong's photo in the Chat Group for several seconds.
Seeing Bibi Dong's true appearance, the girls finally understood why Lin Chen had mentioned in his previous diary entries that he wanted to marry Bibi Dong and bring her home.
Bibi Dong might have flaws in character and personality, but her face, figure, and temperament were without exception among the best on the continent, making her arguably the most perfect woman.
And seeing Bibi Dong's appearance, the group members who hadn't fully developed yet began to feel nervous.
But in the next moment, one photo after another appeared on the Chat Group interface.
The girls kept looking and found that they were all photos of the older sisters in the Chat Group, each with her own unique elegance.
Liu Erlong wore a neat, fiery red martial outfit, her posture tall and heroic, her features spirited with a touch of wild cuteness, her smile bright and flamboyant; her whole body exuded a wild beauty that was passionate like fire, daring to love and hate, neat and dazzling.
Ice Empress wore a jade-green long dress, her figure exquisite and tight, her curves sleek and not redundant, her jade-green long hair tied in twin ponytails, her face delicate, small, and cute.
Snow Empress's long hair fell like a waterfall, with light snow seemingly swirling around her; her face was as pure as unstained dust, her temperament ethereal and holy, like an ancient goddess walking out of the ice and snow.
Bi Ji, in an emerald green long dress, was gentle and moving, her long hair like a flowing spring in the forest, her eyes gentle as water, her smile calm and healing, a soft and comfortable beauty that made people instinctively feel close to her.
Zi Ji's black-purple long hair was charming and enchanting, her skin translucent white, her gaze naturally carrying an exotic charm, her figure graceful with exquisite curves, her radiance flowing, mysterious and alluring, a beauty both intense and profound.
Ah Yin's face was gentle and clear, her temperament soft and quiet, her eyes inclusive like water, her whole body carrying the soft breath of nature and life, a beauty that was peaceful and healing, as gentle and moving as moonlight.
Qian Renxue's face was holy and exquisite like an angel's, her white-gold long dress noble and elegant, her temperament cold and proud; she had both the purity of a young girl and the solemn majesty of the Angel God god position, a beauty that was sacred and inviolable.
Seeing the fully developed older sisters in the group posting their photos one after another, the group of young girls who hadn't developed yet were filled with envy.
It turned out that every one of the older sisters in the group was so beautiful and possessed such great charm.
No wonder Lin Chen mentioned in his previous diary entries that he wanted to marry them and bring them home.
This face, this figure, and this temperament were, without exception, the top of the top on the continent.
Especially Qian Renxue; in terms of appearance, she even had a slight tendency to overshadow the other group members.
It was no wonder Lin Chen was so obsessed with this Little Angel, Qian Renxue; she truly looked like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
Suotuo City.
Hu Liena held the diary instance in her hand, admiring it seriously, a hint of envy showing in her eyes.
As for Bibi Dong, while looking at the photos, she couldn't help but feel worried.
In the group, every woman had her own characteristics and style, and none were inferior to her.
Now, she felt immense pressure; how could that little pervert Lin Chen resist the advances of the sisters in the group?
"Sigh, I'm still thinking too much. Right now, my goal should be the position of the head of the harem."
Bibi Dong shook her head, her heart filled with determination.
As for Lin Chen having many women in the future, she had already known this when she gave herself to him.
But she loved Lin Chen too much; her eyes and heart were full of him, and she couldn't bear to leave him.
Helplessly, Bibi Dong had to settle for the next best thing: to sit firmly on the throne of the head of the harem and receive the most favor from Lin Chen.
This was what she needed to do, rather than being jealous and making Lin Chen gradually dislike her.
[I Am the Little Princess: Sisters, you are all so beautiful. When will I be able to fully develop?]
[Yanzi Will Return: Rongrong, don't be in a hurry. You, Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu should be the last to fully develop.]
[Sisters Longing for Freedom: Not necessarily, Sister Yanzi. We women of the Zhu family have a "big" talent that is different from ordinary women.]
[I Am the Little Princess:???]
[The Last One Standing Wins: That's right, Zhuqing is correct. Sisters, let us show you the talent of our Zhu family women.]
Seeing the comments from the Zhu family sisters, the girls all turned their attention to them, wanting to see what their unique talent actually was.
In the next moment, Zhu Zhuqing uploaded her selfie to the Chat Group interface.
The girls looked closely, and those who hadn't developed yet were full of envy.
Heaven Dou City.
Dugu Yan went to the mirror in her bedroom, looked at her own figure, and then compared it to Zhu Zhuqing's selfie in the Chat Group.
Her face instantly turned red, and she said indignantly and petulantly:
"Heaven is so unfair! Why do the women of the Zhu family have such a talent?"
Suotuo City.
Seeing this, Hu Liena's mouth opened slightly, shocked by Zhu Zhuqing's talent.
Then, she looked down, measuring with her small hands in front of her chest, feeling that she wasn't enough.
Then, she turned her gaze to her teacher, Bibi Dong, who was beside her, staring intently at Bibi Dong's body.
"Mine isn't enough, but it's about the same as Teacher's. Heavens, how can the women of the Zhu family have this kind of talent? It's really too much."
Hu Liena was also indignant, complaining about the unfairness of the heavens.
Clearly they were the same age, so why was Zhu Zhuqing so far ahead?
Zhu Zhuqing's figure was already not inferior at all to the developed older sisters in the group, which made her very envious.
Seemingly sensing Hu Liena's strange gaze, Bibi Dong turned her eyes from the diary instance to Hu Liena beside her.
She discovered that her disciple was actually scrutinizing her and even measuring sizes with her hands—what a rebellious disciple.
In the next moment, Bibi Dong extended two curved fingers and knocked twice on Hu Liena's head.
"Ah, Teacher, it hurts! Be gentler."