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

Chapter 380 The Scent of Another Woman?
"Humph."

A cold snort rang out, followed by a figure exuding a delicate fragrance pressing down...

Dai Chengfeng felt a blur before his eyes, and then a sudden heaviness in his lower abdomen!
Looking at Dai Chengfeng again, he discovered that Bibi Dong had actually sat directly on him.

As she moved, the hem of her silver-gray silk robe was pulled back and spread out to the maximum extent, like a giant water lily blooming on a dark bed sheet.

The edge where the robe met her legs, beneath the smooth silk, almost her entire long, fair, and perfectly shaped calves were exposed to the interplay of the cool moonlight and the dim indoor lamplight. Her skin was so delicate that it seemed to glow softly, without a single flaw.

Dai Chengfeng could even clearly feel her voluptuousness and the amazing elasticity transmitted through the thin fabric.

"what happened?"

Bibi Dong's voice was icy, with a barely perceptible hint of annoyance at the end.

"Dai Chengfeng, how dare you ask me... what's wrong?!"

Bibi Dong leaned down slightly, her slender, fair fingers pinching Dai Chengfeng's chin, forcing him to tilt his head back.

The distance between their faces instantly shrank to the point where they could hear each other's breathing.

Bibi Dong stared intently at Dai Chengfeng with her deep, diamond-like purple eyes. "Do I still need to explain to you?"

"teacher……"

Dai Chengfeng looked at Bibi Dong, who was questioning him, with an innocent yet curious look in his eyes: "This disciple really... can't understand."

As he spoke, Dai Chengfeng tilted his head slightly and gently took Bibi Dong's fair fingertip into his mouth.

"nausea!"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, her tone filled with disdain.

Then, seeing that Dai Chengfeng seemed completely clueless as to why she was angry, Bibi Dong finally spoke: "Dai Chengfeng."

"I don't care how many women you have outside, or how many mistresses you keep! But remember this..."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong leaned down, getting close to Dai Chengfeng's face again, their noses almost touching. Her warm, wine-scented breath brushed against Dai Chengfeng's lips, but her words were as cold as ice:
"You are just my tool, a tool that is... handy enough to use."

"And tools must be recognized as tools."

"You can do whatever you want outside, that's your freedom, and I can't be bothered with it. But you can't really think that I, Bibi Dong, will be manipulated by you!"

"Furthermore, you can't think that my palace, the residence of the Pope of the Spirit Hall, is some kind of shady back garden that you can come and go as you please, without even trying to hide the scent of other women on your body!"

"The scent of another woman?"

Dai Chengfeng was suddenly startled, and all his confusion instantly vanished!
The scene of tenderness with Zhu Zhuqing not long ago immediately flashed through his mind: the faint, cool fragrance emanating from her body, and... the lingering scent from their kiss!
That's it!

No wonder! No wonder Bibi Dong was so angry...

The reason she was angry was not because I kissed her, but because she tasted a scent that belonged to Zhu Zhuqing and was completely different from her own!

This was nothing short of an insult to the extremely proud Bibi Dong!
Now that he understood, Dai Chengfeng felt things were easier to handle; all he had to do was admit his mistake.

After all, since Bibi Dong didn't kick him out directly, it means there's still room for negotiation.

"Teacher! Your disciple knows he was wrong!"

Dai Chengfeng spoke gently, taking Bibi Dong's delicate hand in his hand and stroking it lightly. "It was my oversight! I was in such a hurry to see you, Master, that I forgot to change and bathe... There won't be a next time!"

Bibi Dong remained silent, letting Dai Chengfeng play with her small hand, while her eyes coldly scrutinized him, the anger in her eyes seemingly not having completely subsided.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the sound of their breathing.

Just when Dai Chengfeng thought that Bibi Dong probably wouldn't forgive him today and that he was going to be kicked out, Bibi Dong's tightly pursed, beautiful and alluring lips parted slightly. "Just this once!"

The voice remained cold, but it finally showed a very faint, almost imperceptible softening.

"call……"

Instantly, Dai Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this hurdle... he had temporarily passed?
At least Bibi Dong gave him a chance, a way out.

"Absolutely! There will never be a next time! This disciple swears!"

Dai Chengfeng nodded quickly and kissed Bibi Dong's hand a few times.

Bibi Dong stared at Dai Chengfeng for a long while, her deep purple eyes seemingly able to see through people's hearts.

Under her gaze, Dai Chengfeng tried his best to maintain an expression that said 'he knew he was wrong'.

Finally, Bibi Dong let out a barely audible hum, rolled over, left Dai Chengfeng's body, sat back down on the edge of the bed, elegantly adjusted her nightgown, and then stretched out her small, untouched, delicate, and jade-white foot.

He kicked Dai Chengfeng in the waist with a hint of disdain.

Go brush your teeth!

This kick didn't contain any soul power; it was more like a venting of temper and a command, unique to lovers.

"Order!"

Dai Chengfeng smiled and responded, then nimbly rolled over and got out of bed.

He then strode quickly toward the spacious, luxurious bathroom in the corner of the palace, where steam rose from the ceiling.

However, as he reached the bathroom door, Dai Chengfeng seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped, and turned to lean against the door frame.

Looking at the bed, Bibi Dong picked up her wine glass again, her posture languid yet still exuding a cool aura.

"By the way, teacher," Dai Chengfeng said, pointing to the files piled on the table, "did you... just finish reviewing today's official business?"

Bibi Dong gently swirled the wine glass with her slender fingers, and the scarlet wine rippled with an eerie color under the moonlight.

Without looking up, she simply hummed in agreement. "Yes, what's wrong?"

Dai Chengfeng licked his lips, his gaze fixed intently on Bibi Dong's graceful profile: "Then, Teacher... she probably hasn't taken a bath yet, has she?"

"The moonlight is just right, and the water temperature is perfect... How about... we go together?"

Bibi Dong froze instantly as she swirled her wine glass. The next second, she turned her head sharply and glared at Dai Chengfeng, her eyes filled with the words "taking an inch and wanting a mile!"
"Think beautifully!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and purple soul power surged from her palm, 'pushing' Dai Chengfeng into the bathroom. 'Wash yourself clean. If I find out you come out with the scent of other women on you…'

"Then you can get out today!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng looked at Bibi Dong with some regret, "Don't worry, teacher, I guarantee that you'll be the only one drooling later."

"roll!"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's ears burned slightly, and she waved her hand again, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

However, this time Dai Chengfeng seemed to have learned his lesson and closed the door in advance, leaving Bibi Dong empty-handed.

Bibi Dong snorted lightly at this, not caring at all. Instead, she held her wine glass and gazed at the bright moon outside the window.

Her feelings were somewhat complicated.

(End of this chapter)