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

Chapter 360 Tenderness
The next day, a gentle breeze lifted the purple gauze curtains of the bedchamber, and the faint light of dawn pierced through the clouds like the finest gold dust, filtering through the gaps in the curtains and creating several beams of light in the air, within which dust motes danced quietly, like a dream.

A few strands even gently fell onto the bed in the very center of the sleeping quarters.

Seemingly sensing the warmth of the morning sun, Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall trembled slightly with her long, butterfly-like eyelashes before slowly opening them.

Her violet eyes still held a hint of the hazy dreaminess of someone just waking up, like flower petals glistening with morning dew.

"Hmm~"

She wasn't fully conscious yet; she simply followed her body's instincts, letting out a soft yawn with a slightly lazy nasal tone, before propping herself up and slowly sitting up.

The silk quilt covering her body silently slipped down to her waist with her movements.

The morning light perfectly outlined the curves of her upper body.

That naked beauty was fully revealed in the dim light; every inch of her skin was like the finest white jade formed from moonlight, so delicate and smooth that it was without the slightest flaw.

Her rounded shoulders flowed smoothly and gracefully, like a meticulously sculpted work of art; her delicate collarbones were deeply recessed, forming two alluring crescent moons, and further down…

Thrilling and breathtaking.

At this moment, as if sensing Bibi Dong's movements beside him, Dai Chengfeng slowly woke up from his sleep.

At this moment, he was lying on his side, propping his head up with one hand, his gaze deep and intense, openly admiring the stunning scenery before him, a lazy and satisfied smile playing on his lips.

Good morning, teacher.

Upon hearing Dai Chengfeng's words, Bibi Dong was first taken aback, then instantly became fully awake, and all the events of the previous night flooded into her mind...

Looking around at the familiar papal chambers, a wave of shame washed over her.

But she didn't gasp; instead, she let out a low groan, filled with frustration and complex emotions.

He seemed to be blaming himself for letting that little rascal Dai Chengfeng get away with it.

Thinking it over, Bibi Dong grabbed the slipped blanket and pulled it up to cover her chest, wrapping herself up, leaving only her shoulders and slender neck, which were also stained with crimson, exposed.

She pursed her lips, her back to Dai Chengfeng, her voice still slightly hoarse from waking up, yet she tried her best to maintain the dignity of Her Holiness the Pope:
“Dai…Dai Chengfeng…it’s getting late, you…you should leave quickly.”

Dai Chengfeng seemed not to hear Bibi Dong's words. He leaned closer with his warm chest, wrapped his arms around Bibi Dong's slender waist from behind without saying a word, and rested his chin on her slightly cool shoulder.

His warm breath sprayed onto her neck.

"teacher……"

Dai Chengfeng's voice was deep and languid, "Are you in such a hurry to send the students away? Can I stay a little longer?"

As he spoke, Dai Chengfeng gently took Bibi Dong's earlobe into his mouth.

Bibi Dong's body stiffened slightly, and the warmth of Dai Chengfeng's chest could be clearly felt on her fair back.

She struggled for a moment but couldn't break free; instead, Dai Chengfeng held her even tighter.

"Dai Chengfeng!"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and said sternly, "I said, leave now! If you dawdle any longer, I'll 'send' you out!"

Even so, she did not activate her soul power.

Dai Chengfeng sensed the worry in her tone and knew that if the stalemate continued, he might really anger the Pope.

Therefore, he shifted his gaze, leaned closer, and whispered in Bibi Dong's ear, in a low, husky voice that only the two of them could hear, "Teacher is so ruthless... then this student dares not linger."

"only……"

"Teacher, could you... give the student a small 'reward' to motivate them to go home obediently?"

As he spoke, Dai Chengfeng lowered his voice even further and whispered a few words in Bibi Dong's ear. "Impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's ears instantly turned bright red, and the skin behind her ears also flushed an alluring pink.

She turned her head, her beautiful eyes filled with embarrassment and anger: "You're dreaming!"

"Dai Chengfeng! I really don't know what kind of nonsense you're thinking all day! Stop it! Get out of here before I get really angry!"

When Dai Chengfeng met Bibi Dong's gaze, which was burning with shame and anger, he knew that it was all over again. A barely perceptible regret flashed in his eyes, but he slowly loosened his grip on Bibi Dong's arm.

She sat up and slowly began to put on her slightly disheveled robes.

"Disciple, obey."

"Teachers are really... they use you and then discard you, how heartless!"

Bibi Dong, wrapped in a blanket, only showed him her cold, hard profile: "Get out! Disappear from my sight immediately!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Dai Chengfeng glanced one last time at Bibi Dong's retreating figure, shook his head helplessly, and muttered under his breath, "Tsk, it seems the road ahead is long before I can completely devour this most tempting piece of meat!"

And on the bed.

Only after confirming that Dai Chengfeng had really left and the sound of his footsteps gradually faded away and disappeared did Bibi Dong finally relax.

She leaned back weakly against the soft headboard, her face still flushed. She couldn't help but spit lightly towards the door, muttering to herself, "Pah!"

"That rebellious disciple, what kind of nonsense is he thinking all day long... talking back... talking back..."

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Wuhun Temple.

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng had already returned to his private room within the Spirit Hall.

It was still early outside, and the palace was quiet.

He took off his coat again, still feeling sleepy, and collapsed into his soft bed.

The bedding was disturbed, startling a fluffy, round, golden little beast, which let out a few disgruntled "Chirp~ Chirp~" sounds.

Dai Chengfeng looked at Qiu'er with doting eyes, skillfully pulling the soft "fur ball" into his arms and rubbing his chin against its warm fur.

Qiu'er, seemingly annoyed by his disturbance, chirped twice more in her sleep. But perhaps because the familiar embrace was too comfortable and warm, she only twisted symbolically before quickly curling back into a ball, finding a more comfortable spot on his chest and burying herself even deeper.

The little body soon resumed its even and gentle breathing rhythm and fell into a deep sleep again.

Dai Chengfeng hugged the warm "fur ball," closed his eyes, and prepared to take another nap.

However, the good times did not last long.

Not long after, a clear and regular knocking sound broke the silence of the room and Dai Chengfeng's drowsiness.

Qiu'er in my arms seemed to be disturbed again. Her furry ears twitched, and she let out a soft "chirp" in dissatisfaction.

Dai Chengfeng frowned helplessly, without even lifting his eyelids, and lazily raised his voice slightly towards the door, still feeling very sleepy, and asked:
"Who?"

His tone clearly conveyed his displeasure and confusion at being disturbed from his sleep, wondering who could be bothering him so early in the morning.

(End of this chapter)