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

Chapter 452 Intimacy
The next day.

As dawn broke, the soft, hazy light filtered through the gossamer-thin gauze curtains of Bibi Dong's palace, casting a hazy glow on the ground.

Tiny dust particles floated slowly within the beam of light, like fragments of time, tranquil and serene.

"Um……"

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng, who was asleep, hummed softly and woke up to the faint chirping of birds outside the window.

A cool morning breeze brushed against his cheek, bringing a touch of freshness.

Before he had even fully opened his eyes, the warm, soft, and fleshy feel of the woman in his arms and the faint fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose had already stirred his heart, and a satisfied smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes, lowered his head, and his gaze lingered on the sleeping face of the person in his arms.

Bibi Dong was still asleep at this moment; her 'physical and mental exhaustion' from last night made her sleep exceptionally soundly.

She lay on her side, facing Dai Chengfeng, her long purple hair scattered messily on the pillow, partially obscuring her beautiful face, but adding to her languid and charming allure.

Her long, thick eyelashes, like two small fans, cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, trembling slightly with her steady breathing.

Her sleeping face was serene, devoid of her usual majesty and aloofness, and also devoid of the shyness and coquettishness she showed when facing him, leaving only a gentle beauty that was completely unguarded.

Her slightly parted lips gleamed with a moist sheen, like delicate rose petals in the morning dew, silently exuding the most primal allure.

"gorgeous!"

Dai Chengfeng gazed at her quietly, carefully, as if afraid of waking her, his eyes overflowing with doting affection and admiration that almost materialized.

Until Dai Chengfeng couldn't help but reach out and gently brush away a few stray strands of hair from her cheek, his fingertips feeling the amazing delicacy and warmth of her skin.

His fingers slowly glided across her smooth forehead, down the line of her upturned nose, and finally, with a hint of excitement, gently landed on her slightly parted, alluring red lips.

The soft touch from his fingertips, and the even breath carrying a faint sweet fragrance, made Dai Chengfeng's Adam's apple bob involuntarily. His eyes darkened instantly, and a certain restlessness quietly awakened in the early morning.

Perhaps his gaze was too intense, or perhaps his touch ultimately disturbed the sleeping person.

Those long, thick eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings a few times before slowly opening.

She revealed a pair of purple eyes, hazy and dazed from just waking up, with a thin layer of moisture in them.

She was as pure as a newborn baby, completely devoid of her usual profundity and scheming.

Bibi Dong blinked, seemingly unable to immediately grasp where she was or what her situation was.

But soon, she began to recall those embarrassing fragments of memory from the previous night.

Her gaze quickly shifted from confusion to clarity, and a blush spread visibly from her cheeks to her ears. She seemed to want to immediately straighten her face and restore the Pope's majesty, but when she met Dai Chengfeng's smiling gaze...

The feigned coldness vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

To mask her momentary panic, as if trying to dispel the last bit of sleepiness, or perhaps unconsciously, she stretched her body naturally, giving a lazy yawn.

As she stretched, the soft quilt covering her body slid down a bit, revealing glimpses of her skin.

A graceful swan neck, delicate collarbones, rounded shoulders...

"Hmm~"

An unconscious, contented moan escaped her throat, adding to her charm.

Dai Chengfeng's breathing paused for a moment.

As Bibi Dong looked at Dai Chengfeng's almost disoriented appearance, an indescribable sense of pride and satisfaction at having her feminine charm fully affirmed quietly replaced her initial panic.

She forced herself to remain calm, even deliberately raising her chin slightly and glancing at him sideways with a flick of her eye.

Her gaze was naturally alluring, and she spoke in a husky voice, as if she had just woken up: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough yet?"

"I can't get enough of looking at you." Dai Chengfeng's voice was deep and husky, with a magnetic quality that was unique to mornings.

He tightened his arms around Bibi Dong, pulling her back into his embrace, and lowered his head to kiss the top of her head. "I can never get enough of looking at her."

Dai Chengfeng's words made Bibi Dong's heart tremble, and a warm current uncontrollably surged through her limbs and bones.

But she quickly realized that now was not the time to indulge in such behavior.

She gently pushed his chest, her tone softening but still carrying an undeniable air: "Alright, it's dawn, you... should go."

If it were discovered that a man was hiding in the palace of His Holiness the Pope of the Spirit Hall and spending the whole night with him, it would cause an unimaginable uproar.

Everything she has painstakingly built could be destroyed in an instant.

"Teacher, just a little longer, just a little longer... It's still early outside, no one will notice."

Dai Chengfeng, however, acted like a rogue, hugging her even tighter, burying his face in the crook of her neck, and greedily inhaling her fragrance.

"no!"

Bibi Dong insisted, but her subordinates pushed her away forcefully, saying, "What will it look like if someone finds out? Get up quickly."

"I can't afford it."

Dai Chengfeng closed his eyes, his arms wrapped tightly like iron clamps, "This disciple cannot bear to part with Master."

"Besides, Master worked so hard last night, so I'd like to serve you a little longer."

His words were ambiguous and pointed.

Bibi Dong blushed at his words, and when he mentioned last night, she felt even more ashamed and indignant.

She lowered her voice, attempting to intimidate him with her authority: "Dai Chengfeng! Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, don't blame me for kicking you out!"

Seeing that Bibi Dong seemed genuinely angry, Dai Chengfeng reluctantly loosened his grip slightly, but still remained on the bed, his deep eyes gazing at her with a look that was both 'aggrieved' and 'pitiful,' a stark contrast to his aggressive and domineering demeanor the night before.

He sighed, his tone dark.

"Okay, I'll go."

"But teacher..."

He changed the subject, a sly glint in his eyes, "Tonight, your disciple will come to keep you company again."

Bibi Dong instantly reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her eyes brimming with panic and wariness: "You... what are you doing here?!"

Last night's outrageous behavior, exceeding her psychological limits in just one act, and he still wanted to...

Dai Chengfeng smiled like a cat that had just stolen some cream, deliberately moving closer to her until their noses almost touched, their hot breaths mingling: "Teacher, what do you say?"

"What have I come here for... don't you know?"

His gaze swept meaningfully over Bibi Dong's slightly parted red lips.

Bibi Dong felt uncomfortable under his gaze and quickly shook her head.

"Didn't we agree... just that one time? You... don't push your luck!"

"How can once be enough?"

Dai Chengfeng retorted confidently, then resumed his shameless behavior, lying back down and even grabbing Bibi Dong's waist, pulling her down onto himself.

"If the teacher does not agree, then this disciple will stay here and not leave today."

(End of this chapter)