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

Chapter 411 Good Brother...

Dai Chengfeng felt relieved, knowing that she had perfectly absorbed the effects of the Soul-Sculpting Pill.

He pulled her closer, holding her soft, warm body tightly in his arms, and lowered his head to rub his chin against her lustrous blue-pink hair: "That's normal fatigue after the medicine has fused with your soul, just get a good night's sleep."

"Then you stay with me."

Qiu'er tilted her little face up, her eyes sparkling as she pleaded, her tone sweet and innocent.

"Okay, I'll stay with you."

Dai Chengfeng chuckled, picked up Qiu'er again, and gently placed her in the soft bedding.

Just as Dai Chengfeng was about to straighten up, Qiu'er suddenly stretched out her slender fingers, pinched a stray strand of his hair, and gently tugged it.

“Dai Chengfeng…”

"Ok?"

Dai Chengfeng leaned down, thinking she might still be feeling unwell.

But then a sly glint flashed in Qiu'er's eyes, and she swiftly reached for his waist, intending to sneak up and tickle him.

"You..."

Dai Chengfeng reacted extremely quickly, flipping his wrist to precisely grasp her mischievous wrist and gently pressing her arm back to the side of the pillow.

He lowered his head slightly, leaned closer, almost touching nose to nose, his eyes full of playful doting: "You're already being naughty after just taking your medicine? Looks like my Qiu'er is in great spirits."

Qiu'er's wrists were restrained, but she didn't struggle. She just giggled, her eyes curving into crescents. Her long blue and pink hair was spread out on the pillow, making her skin look even whiter and her smile even more beautiful.

She twisted her body, trying to bump her forehead against Dai Chengfeng's: "Of course! Who am I? I'm the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, Princess Qiu'er! Hmph~"

"Refining a mere Soul Shaping Pill is nothing to me..."

Looking at Qiu'er's smug and spoiled expression, Dai Chengfeng smiled, then thoughtfully stroked a soft spot on her side.

"Oh no! Stop..."

Qiu'er's smug voice instantly changed tone; she smiled, but her face was full of panic.

"Princess Qiu'er? Hmm?"

Dai Chengfeng looked at Qiu'er and scratched her ticklish spot again with his fingertip. "So smug, huh?"

"Hahaha... Dai Chengfeng! You... you're so annoying! Haha... stop right now..."

Qiu'er laughed as she twisted her body like a fish out of water, trying to escape Dai Chengfeng's large hand.

"You were the one who started this mischief."

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his hands moving ceaselessly, his fingertips tickling her lightly or heavily, continuously transmitting that subtle, unbearable itch to her.

He leaned down to look at her, admiring the sight of her helpless beneath him, laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

Qiu'er laughed until her whole body went limp, her long blue and pink hair was slightly messy on the pillow, and tears of reason welled up in the corners of her eyes, glistening and clear.

"Do you still dare to ambush me?"

"I won't dare again... Hahaha... I'll never dare again! Please forgive me... Dai Chengfeng... Good brother... Dad..."

For a moment, Qiu'er begged for mercy without thinking, her voice broken and intermittent, filled with coquettishness and trembling.

"Forehead?"

Dai Chengfeng looked at Qiu'er and stopped what he was doing.

He would never admit that it was that "good dad" that pleased him.

"Huhuhu..."

As Dai Chengfeng's attacks finally subsided, Qiu'er took the opportunity to breathe heavily, her cheeks flushed, her watery eyes glaring at him coquettishly. But that gaze had no intimidating power; instead, it seemed like a silent seduction.

Soon, Qiu'er's breathing calmed down a bit. She puffed out her cheeks and glared "fiercely" at Dai Chengfeng with her watery eyes. However, the lingering smile in her eyes and her slightly panting breath made her "rebuke" seem completely intimidating. Instead, she looked like a little kitten that was baring its teeth and claws but posed no threat at all.

"Dai Chengfeng! You...you're so mean! All you do is bully me! You think you can do whatever you want just because you're powerful!"

"Big bad guy! Super big bad guy!"

Looking at the innocent Qiu'er, Dai Chengfeng's eyes were almost overflowing with laughter. Far from being annoyed, he found her coquettish appearance incredibly adorable.

He nodded obediently, "I'm the bad guy..."

As Dai Chengfeng spoke, he leaned closer, his voice filled with endless doting: "I am the one who bullies Qiu'er... a big bad guy."

"What...what are you going to do...wait~"

Qiu'er looked at Dai Chengfeng getting closer and closer, feeling a little nervous. However, before she could make a move, or even before she could finish speaking, she was left alone.

Dai Chengfeng, with an irresistible yet extremely gentle touch, seized those two thin, moist lips that were slightly parted due to the exclamation and accusation.

"Well……"

Qiu'er struggled symbolically for a moment, but her small, pretentious "anger" was instantly evaporated by Dai Chengfeng's scorching breath.

Her long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, fluttered violently a few times before obediently closing.

She raised her slightly limp arm and wrapped it around Dai Chengfeng's firm neck.

The words that were originally intended to be used to 'rebuke' Dai Chengfeng turned into muffled sobs.

a long time.

Dai Chengfeng reluctantly stepped back slightly, their foreheads touching, their breathing somewhat unsteady.

He looked at Qiu'er, whose face was flushed and whose eyes were so dreamy they seemed to be dripping with water, and gently stroked her smooth, slightly hot cheeks with his fingertips, his voice hoarse.

"Stop fooling around, sweetie. It's really getting late. You've just absorbed the medicinal effects and need to rest."

Upon hearing this, Qiu'er immediately shook her head vigorously, her arms around his neck tightening instead of loosening, almost embedding herself in his embrace, as she softly and affectionately whined, drawing out the last syllable:

"No~"

"I just took the medicine and I feel so energetic and full of spirit. I'm not sleepy at all!"

"Dai Chengfeng, you've finally decided not to leave, so please play with me a little longer~"

Looking into Qiu'er's bright, expectant eyes, Dai Chengfeng couldn't refuse her at all.

Finally, he chuckled softly, a mixture of helplessness and indulgence, and lay down beside Qiu'er. He stretched out his arms, pulling her and the soft brocade quilt tightly into his embrace, letting her little head rest in the crook of his arm. With his other hand, he gently patted her back, like soothing a child.
"Then what do you want me to do for my little princess Qiu'er to go to sleep obediently?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu'er nimbly turned around in Dai Chengfeng's arms, so that she was nestled face-to-face against his chest.

She tilted her head back, her long, light blue-pink hair scattered loosely on his arms and the pillow, adding to her charming and languid air.

Blinking her big eyes, a sly glint flashed quickly in them:

"Unless... you tell me a story! A really, really good one!"

"I heard that when you human children don't sleep, your mothers tell them stories. I want to hear stories too, okay? Okay?"

As Qiu'er spoke, she gently shook Dai Chengfeng's arm.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say..."

Dai Chengfeng looked at Qiu'er, who was acting coquettishly, with affection. He lowered his head and rubbed his chin against the top of her head, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her hair.

"Then let me tell you the story of how the Buddha Tang accidentally wandered into Lan Kwai Fong?"

(End of this chapter)