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

Chapter 300 Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong are drunk

"Of course, it's even more interesting!"

Before Dai Chengfeng's voice could fade, he nimbly rolled over, trapping Qiu'er, who was wrapped in the blanket, beneath him.

The soft, large bed sank in, and the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly intensified.

"Hey?"

Qiu'er exclaimed in surprise, her golden eyes, which were particularly shimmering under the moonlight, widened instantly, still misty with tears, as she stared blankly at Dai Chengfeng above. Her instincts as a soul beast instantly made her extremely vigilant.

"No, no!! Not now... really not!"

"Ok?"

Dai Chengfeng paused. He didn't really want to force himself on him; he just wanted to tease this naive yet bold little guy who was experiencing love for the first time.

But the undisguised panic and resistance in Qiu'er's eyes at that moment instantly extinguished most of his romantic thoughts.

"Scared?"

Dai Chengfeng sighed, loosened his grip on her arm, and stopped suppressing her. He simply maintained his bent-over posture and gently poked her slightly cool cheek with his fingertips.

The little girl's beautiful golden eyes were watery as she said, "I..."

"Who told you to suddenly be so... scary... like you were going to eat me alive!"

"You're blaming me?" Dai Chengfeng chuckled helplessly, but looking at Qiu'er's aggrieved expression, he finally nodded, "Alright, alright, it's my fault."

As he spoke, he rolled over and lay down next to her, pulling her and the blanket into his arms through the covers, gently patting her back as if soothing a child.

"I won't touch you anymore, but you can't keep saying things that are outrageous and shocking all the time, understand? Hmm?"

The warm embrace carried a reassuring aura, and Qiu'er's tense body gradually softened. Leaning against Dai Chengfeng's chest, she murmured softly:

"They've already agreed..."

“Then next time,” Dai Chengfeng smiled, lowered his head, and gently kissed her smooth forehead, “when you’re not afraid anymore, I’ll teach you something even more interesting…”

Qiu'er didn't say anything more, she simply leaned against Dai Chengfeng's chest and closed her eyes slightly.

The room fell silent for a moment.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Oh no! Time's almost up!"

Qiu'er suddenly exclaimed, and her whole body lit up with golden fluorescence.

The next second, the light dimmed and faded, and the warm body of the girl in his arms disappeared.

A fluffy, round, golden beast appeared in his arms; it was the true form of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

Qiu'er shook her golden fur, which was a little messy from being pressed down by the blanket, and raised her little head.

"Dai Chengfeng, teach me again next time..."

Dai Chengfeng looked at the little creature who had instantly transformed from an alluringly beautiful woman into an adorable creature, pinched her soft ears, and chuckled, "Hmm, good..."

After saying that, Dai Chengfeng looked out the window and saw that the bright moonlight had shifted slightly.

The night is getting darker.

"Qiu'er, you go to sleep first. I'm going out for a bit to see if the teacher has finished."

As Dai Chengfeng spoke, he placed Qiu'er, who was in the form of a three-eyed golden lion, in the center of the bed, and then pulled the other side of the quilt over her carefully, saying, "Go to sleep obediently."

"Well……"

Qiu'er nodded, snuggled into the soft quilt, found a comfortable spot, rested her head on the pillow, and her eyelids drooped heavily.

"Go on, go on, Lady Qiu'er is tired and needs to go to bed."

"You..."

Dai Chengfeng smiled and shook his head, watching Qiu'er's breathing gradually stabilize. He stood up, straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, and quietly left his room. ...

…………

Dai Chengfeng's room and Bibi Dong's room were not far apart, so Dai Chengfeng soon arrived at Bibi Dong's door.

He didn't go in directly, but listened carefully first, wanting to see if Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue had finished talking.

Unfortunately, it seems that the Swan Hotel was built with the understanding that Soul Masters have far superior hearing and vision than ordinary people in mind, so special soundproofing materials were used.

therefore.

Outside the door, Dai Chengfeng could only hear silence.

"never mind……"

Dai Chengfeng didn't hesitate and went straight in.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's room was unusually quiet, with the air filled with the rich aroma of wine and a faint scent of perfume.

The living room lights had been dimmed, and the exquisite dishes on the table were barely touched, but the bottle of vintage red wine was empty. It was unclear when Bibi Dong had gone to get a few more bottles of red wine.

But it was also completely empty.

Two wine glasses lay askew on the table and the edge of the carpet.

Dai Chengfeng's eyelids twitched slightly as his gaze shifted to the soft sofa by the window.

Pope Bibidon, who was always dignified, noble, and elegant, was now curled up on the wide and soft chaise lounge. Her body was slightly curled up, and the hem of her elegant long dress had slipped down, revealing a small section of her smooth calves.

Her cheeks were flushed like the sunset, and a few strands of purple hair fell beside her cheeks. Her usually sharp eyebrows and eyes were incredibly gentle at this moment, even carrying a hint of girlish innocence and fatigue.

Her breathing was even and deep, indicating that she had fallen into a deep, drunken slumber.

That fragile quality that she usually kept completely hidden could quietly emerge in her unguarded, drunken dreams.

And on the carpet not far from her chaise lounge.

Yes, it's on the carpet.

Another woman, Qian Renxue, the once elegant and perfect "Xue Qinghe" crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, was now sitting on the carpet, leaning against the sofa base without any regard for her image.

She bent one leg, rested her arm on her knee, and stretched the other leg out casually. Her long golden hair was spread out on the expensive Persian carpet, covering half of her face.

Her snow-white palace dress was intact, but her cheeks were flushed, and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she couldn't shake off some kind of trouble even in her dreams. Her long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyelids, and her usual cold and hard demeanor had faded away.

All that remains is a tender, unguarded feeling that stirs the heart.

Two women with completely different temperaments, who should be irreconcilable enemies, and who were both drunk and unconscious at the moment, sat quietly in the living room, where the moonlight and the smell of alcohol mingled, in an extremely incongruous manner.

However, it's clear that...

The distance between them had unintentionally narrowed considerably compared to their usual deliberate confrontational stance.

"It seems the conversation went well."

"But just how much did they drink...?"

Dai Chengfeng shook his head, "Luckily it's the King's Suite, with enough bedrooms, otherwise it would have been really difficult to accommodate them."

But speaking of this...

Dai Chengfeng's gaze lingered on Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's faces for a moment, "However... it doesn't seem like it's impossible for them to sleep in the same bed in the future?"

"Tsk."

But soon, Dai Chengfeng shook his head with a smile, temporarily suppressing this overly 'dangerous' thought, though the burning desire in his eyes did not subside.

Soon, Dai Chengfeng walked to the chaise lounge, bent down, and gently picked up the sleeping Bibi Dong.

(End of this chapter)