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

Chapter 450 Explosion
Bibi Dong's angry and humiliating shouts echoed in the bedchamber. At this moment, she had completely forgotten her dignity and composure as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, and instead resembled a cat that had been thoroughly provoked.

With a gust of fragrant wind, she suddenly pounced on the traitor beside her who was smiling like a cunning fox.

Seeing that his teacher was really "out of his mind," Dai Chengfeng was not afraid at all; instead, the smile in his eyes deepened.

He reacted extremely quickly; the moment she lunged at him, he leaned back and caught her soft, warm body with precision.

The two of them rolled together onto the soft, wide bed.

"Humph!"

Bibi Dong straddled his waist and abdomen, her hands braced against his strong chest, trying to subdue him.

Her beautiful eyes glistened with tears, yet were also filled with embarrassment. "You're talking nonsense! You're the one who's being childish. I'll bite you to death!"

As she spoke, Bibi Dong lowered her head, opened her mouth, and made a move to bite Dai Chengfeng's shoulder.

Dai Chengfeng laughed heartily, showing no fear whatsoever. Instead, he puffed out his chest and stepped forward, his tone full of teasing and doting:

"Teacher, bite gently. Your skin is thick and tough. Don't damage your teeth, or I'll feel bad."

"you……"

Bibi Dong was furious. She took a bite, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to use force, leaving only a shallow, ambiguous tooth mark on his shoulder.

It's more like a mark of flirting between lovers than a punishment.

"You scoundrel! You bastard!"

She looked up at the faint red mark on his shoulder and the slight dampness she had left behind.

Still angry, she raised her fist and lightly punched his chest.

"You only know how to bully your master! You scoundrel! You unfilial disciple! You unfilial disciple..."

Then, Bibi Dong ultimately did not use her soul power, so her beatings were no different from a massage for Dai Chengfeng, who had an extremely strong physique.

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng let Bibi Dong's weak fists fall on him, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes fixed intently on the person on top of him.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's hair was completely disheveled, with a few wet strands sticking to her flushed cheeks and neck. Her usually cold and dignified eyes were unusually vivid with shame and anger, and her red lips were slightly swollen, opening and closing slightly with her rapid breathing.

Her snow-white body trembled slightly with excitement, breathtakingly beautiful and deadly alluring in the hazy moonlight and the gleam of the pearls in the bedchamber.

Dai Chengfeng's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, his eyes darkened again, and his playful smile was gradually replaced by a burning intensity.

He suddenly reached out and easily grabbed her two wrists, which were "committing the crime".

Bibi Dong paused, trying to break free, but found that his strength far exceeded her expectations.

Or rather, she was so weak at that moment that she couldn't muster any strength.

"Let go!"

Bibi Dong glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed.

“Teacher,” Dai Chengfeng’s voice lowered, becoming slightly hoarse, “you’ve hit me, you’ve bitten me, shouldn’t your anger have subsided by now?”

"no!"

Bibi Dong twisted her wrists, but could not break free from his grip. Instead, her movements caused more friction between their bodies, allowing her to clearly feel the changes in his body and his burning heat.

Her heartbeat suddenly became erratic, and her struggles unconsciously weakened.

Dai Chengfeng's deep gaze was fixed on her. With a slight exertion of his arm, he cleverly spun around, and the two switched places.

He became the one on top, trapping her firmly between his body and the bed.

"What...what are you trying to do now?" The sudden change of position startled Bibi Dong, who instinctively put her hand against his chest.

Dai Chengfeng did not answer immediately; he simply stared intently at Bibi Dong.

His gaze moved from her blushing cheeks to her trembling eyelashes, and then to her alluring red lips, which were slightly pursed due to nervousness.

His gaze was like the gentlest ocean waves, yet it carried an irresistible force, caressing her skin inch by inch, causing a subtle shiver wherever it touched.

"teacher……"

He called softly, his voice deep and magnetic, "You look so beautiful."

These almost flirtatious words made Bibi Dong blush even more. She turned her head away, not daring to meet his gaze, her voice trembling slightly.

"Stop...stop your sweet talk! Let me go!"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, but instead of letting go, he lowered his head, his warm breath spraying onto her sensitive earlobe and neck: "Is what this disciple said the truth?"

"Whether you are dignified, aloof, or right now... you can get angry, be shy, or pounce on me like a little girl."

"In the eyes of this disciple, they are the most beautiful scenery in the world."

Dai Chengfeng's words of praise were like the finest wine to Bibi Dong, gradually eroding her defenses.

The warm breath brushed against her skin, bringing waves of tingling and itchy sensations, making her involuntarily shrink her neck slightly, yet her body became even more supple.

"You...you only know how to say these things to coax me..."

Her resistance grew weaker and weaker, and the hand that was pressed against his chest gradually loosened its grip, becoming more like a gentle caress.

Noticing her softening, Dai Chengfeng's eyes were almost overflowing with smiles and tenderness.

He released his grip on her wrist and instead gently stroked her cheeks, which had become even redder from their playful fight, with the tenderness of a rare treasure.

“It’s not a lie,” he corrected earnestly, his gaze sincere and fervent, “it’s what I’ve been holding back for far too long.”

"It's just that I didn't dare to say it before, and I couldn't say it."

His fingertips possessed magic, igniting tiny flames wherever they touched.

Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, and her last bit of struggle dissipated.

"I'm ignoring you..."

She closed her eyes, her long, curled eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, revealing the turmoil in her heart.

Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng said no more. He lay down on his side, his arm still around her, and with a little force, he pulled that soft, boneless body into his arms.

Bibi Dong seemed to give a soft hum, twisted her body symbolically, and then stopped moving.

She obediently nestled into his broad, warm chest.

Dai Chengfeng adjusted his position so that she could rest her head on his arm more comfortably, while his other hand naturally felt the amazing softness and elasticity of her skin...

His warm palms, the sensation of them caressing her delicate skin, made Bibi Dong tremble slightly involuntarily, her body seemingly pressing even more softly against him.

A brief silence fell over the bedchamber, with only the sounds of their breathing and heartbeats gradually synchronizing.

Moonlight streamed gently through the window, casting a hazy silver veil over the two embracing figures.

The air was filled with the faint steam from the hot spring and the unique fragrance of Bibi Dong, creating an ambiguous atmosphere that was both comforting and thrilling.

(End of this chapter)