Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 268 Bibi Dong is under control
Dai Chengfeng was pushed away by Bibi Dong, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he sat back in the sunken red sofa with a leisurely air, appreciating the rare 'spectacle' in front of him.

At this moment, the sunlight outlined the silhouette of Bibi Dong's exquisite, undulating body. The shyness and fluster she felt because of him carried an indescribable allure, more captivating than any carefully crafted pose.

he knows……

Although the teacher appeared to be so ashamed and angry that he wanted to kill someone, the frozen lake in his heart had already been thoroughly stirred up by him, with ripples constantly spreading.

Dai Chengfeng was pushed away, but instead of retreating, he smiled and stared intently at her embarrassed and a little emotional expression.

"You still have the nerve to smile?"

Bibi Dong looked at Dai Chengfeng with amusement, took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, and the blush on her fair cheeks was like the lingering glow of the morning sun, making her even more beautiful.

She forced herself to suppress the unfamiliar flutter in her heart and tried to regain the Pope's dignity.

He raised an eyebrow, his expression carrying his usual aloofness and a deliberately emphasized reproach:

“Dai Chengfeng! You declared this in broad daylight…”

At this point, Bibi Dong suddenly paused slightly, after all, it wasn't just Dai Chengfeng who had said this, so it seemed that she was also talking about herself.

Thinking about it, she snorted coldly.

"Anyway, what kind of behavior is this!"

"How have I taught you all this time? The reputation of the Spirit Hall, the dignity of my Pope, are they all so insignificant in your eyes?"

While scolding him, Bibi Dong stretched out a small foot and sternly stepped on Dai Chengfeng's boot, as if to give this disobedient disciple a lesson he deserved.

However, Bibi Dong's kick not only failed to gather any soul power, but even the speed at which it landed was almost imperceptible.

It's more accurate to call it a scolding than a punishment.

How could Dai Chengfeng not see that behind Bibi Dong's "lesson" lay the meaning of fearing that he might be hurt?

Therefore, instead of dodging, he took the initiative to meet Bibi Dong's jade feet, his smile deepening.

"Disciple knows his mistake," he said, but his tone showed no remorse, instead carrying a hint of mockery, "It's just that Master's elegance is unparalleled, and disciple couldn't control himself for a moment, please forgive me, Master..."

"A light punishment."

The kick finally landed on his foot.

As expected, the expected force did not materialize at all; it merely brushed past like a feather. Rather than a punishment, it was more like a tacit approval and an unconscious intimacy.

After stomping on him, Bibi Dong seemed quite satisfied with her own authority, and nodded slightly as she looked at Dai Chengfeng, who had admitted his mistake.

However, in the blink of an eye...

A glint flashed in Dai Chengfeng's eyes. His gaze, which had just been smiling, instantly became deep and focused again. At the same time, he reached out with his right hand, grabbed Bibi Dong's long hair and pulled it slightly. Bibi Dong subconsciously felt pain and tilted her head back in response.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she abruptly looked up at Dai Chengfeng.

"Traitor, you..."

Dai Chengfeng didn't give her any chance to speak. Using the force of the pull, he pressed his entire upper body down hard again, instantly shortening the already short distance.

His other arm, like an iron hoop, once again tightly encircled Bibi Dong's slender waist, his fingertips digging forcefully through the thin fabric, carrying an undeniable desire for control.

"Since the teacher has already punished..."

Dai Chengfeng's voice was deep and hoarse, with a strong sense of aggression, and his hot breath sprayed onto Bibi Dong's sensitive earlobe and neck.

"Then this disciple should accept it properly..."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head heavily and once again captured those lips that still carried his scent, but were even softer and redder than before!

"Mmm~" This kiss was more passionate and more domineering than the last one, filled with intense possessiveness and forceful demands.

Dai Chengfeng was almost instinctively frantically absorbing every trace of Bibi Dong's aura.

hum-

Bibi Dong felt a buzzing sound in her mind, as if countless fireworks had exploded, or as if her mind had gone completely blank.

The papal dignity, rational analysis, and shame for Bai Zhou that had been barely maintained just moments before crumbled instantly under Dai Chengfeng's extremely domineering offensive.

The body is far more honest than the mind.

At this moment, Bibi Dong felt her whole body burning up, and a tingling electric current coursing through her limbs. It was the first time she had seen Dai Chengfeng so assertive, which left her somewhat at a loss.

but……

In any case, the feigned resistance from before was completely crushed, leaving only a surge of unfamiliar excitement and dizzying pleasure.

She could only let Dai Chengfeng explore...

An unprecedented sense of being controlled and subjugated swept over Bibi Dong.

She even unconsciously raised her hand and hesitantly climbed onto Dai Chengfeng's broad and sturdy back, her fingertips digging hard into his muscles through his clothes, as if a drowning person were grabbing the only piece of driftwood, or more like a response and demand on another level.

Under the sunlight, the air seemed to be on fire.

Until, I don't know how much time had passed.

"...Enough...enough..."

A muffled whimper, filled with heavy breathing and deep shyness, finally escaped from between their tightly pressed lips.

This time, Bibi Dong suddenly unleashed a burst of power from who-knows-where, and pushed Dai Chengfeng away with all her might.

Bibi Dong was breathing heavily, her lips slightly swollen and red from being rubbed, glistening with an alluring moisture.

Her hair was disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her sweaty cheeks and neck. Her usual meticulous image was gone, leaving only the decadent charm of someone who had been thoroughly pampered.

Her already rosy cheeks were now even redder, almost dripping with blood, and her neck and ears were tinged with a delicate crimson.

Those amethyst-like eyes shimmered with moisture, their corners tinged with red, brimming with lingering passion, a hazy intoxication, and a panicked shame that made them want to disappear.

"You...you've gone too far...you traitor!"

She tried hard to regain her authority and rebuke him, but her voice was terribly hoarse, with obvious trembling and panting, lacking any intimidation and sounding more like a coquettish complaint.

Looking at the beautiful face before him, which had blossomed into a stunning beauty because of him, Dai Chengfeng's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his eyes grew even deeper and darker, and he almost couldn't resist pulling her into his arms again.

However, Bibi Dong seemed to sense the danger signal in his eyes.

She bit her lips, which were stinging from the kiss, her eyes flickered, and then she suddenly glared at him fiercely. Her eyes were filled with anger, shame, and a hint of... retreat and avoidance that she herself did not realize.

Moreover, this time, she seemed to have learned her lesson, or perhaps she was frightened by the uncontrolled descent she had just experienced.

He made no further attempts to regain his composure, nor did he utter any more threats.

She turned around abruptly, her steps unsteady and unsteady, even carrying a hint of fleeing in panic, and strode quickly toward the door of the room.

"I'm tired!"

She slammed those four words shut behind her.

Suddenly, only Dai Chengfeng remained in the room, along with the lingering ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

(End of this chapter)