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

Chapter 475 Back to the room? Same here!
"Well……"

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes opened slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to resist.

But the next second, the cool and mellow wine slowly flowed into her mouth.

The sweet fruity aroma and rich tannins, mixed with Dai Chengfeng's unique masculine scent, instantly overwhelmed Bibi Dong's senses.

This is a hundred times more intoxicating than drinking alcohol directly.

The liquor mingled between the two, making it impossible to tell who swallowed more.

A trace of dark red, which she hadn't had time to swallow, slipped silently down Bibi Dong's lips, leaving an ambiguous mark on her fair skin.

Dai Chengfeng was not in a hurry to end this special "sharing".

Even after confirming that Bibi Dong had swallowed all the wine, the sweetness still lingered on her lips.

After a long while, Dai Chengfeng slowly stepped back a little, but his forehead was still intimately pressed against hers.

He looked at her eyes, glistening with a misty light, and her lips, which were becoming increasingly vibrant red, and chuckled softly in a hoarse voice.

"Teacher, now... can you taste the wonder of this wine?"

Bibi Dong's breathing was disordered, her chest heaving slightly, and her beautiful face was flushed with emotion. However, in her beautiful eyes, which had regained some clarity, a hint of embarrassment and the reserve of a teacher flashed.

She tried to turn her head away, avoiding Dai Chengfeng's burning, almost melting gaze, her voice still soft from the kiss, yet forcefully tinged with authority:

"Dai Chengfeng...stop fooling around."

But when those words were spoken, they sounded less like a command and more like a powerless, coquettish complaint.

She could even feel the temperature of her cheeks rising instead of falling.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his forehead still affectionately pressed against hers, and readily replied:

"Okay, I'll listen to the teacher."

He agreed so readily that he slowly straightened up and released her from his grasp.

He even thoughtfully picked up a clean napkin from the side, his movements naturally intended to wipe away the ambiguous wine stain from the corner of her lips.

Bibi Dong subconsciously leaned back slightly to avoid his movement, raised her hand and quickly wiped her lips with her fingertips, trying to calm her disordered breathing and heartbeat.

She watched as Dai Chengfeng turned around and sat back in his seat, calmly picking up his knife and fork and beginning to cut the food on his plate, looking like a well-behaved person preparing to concentrate on eating.

The sudden order and quiet made Bibi Dong feel somewhat uncomfortable, and a strange feeling rose in her heart.

Given his personality, how could he give up so easily?
Could it be... that he's plotting something else?
But Bibi Dong had no time to delve into the matter at the moment, so she calmed herself down and picked up her utensils.

The meal ended in a subtle silence.

The servants cleared away the tableware and served tea.

Bibi Dong picked up her teacup, gently blew on the steam to calm herself, and then spoke, her voice regaining its usual coolness:
"It's getting late, you should go back."

Dai Chengfeng did not move. He looked up at Bibi Dong, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Teacher, are you sending me away already? I wanted to stay with you a little longer."

Before Bibi Dong could respond, he leaned forward slightly, his gaze sweeping meaningfully over the magnificent papal robes draped over her shoulders, a playful smile curving his lips.

"Teacher, don't you feel... a bit sticky and uncomfortable in front of you?"

Bibi Dong was taken aback at first, then immediately realized what he meant; just now he...

The image of Dai Chengfeng indulging in food flashed through her mind, and her cheeks involuntarily flushed slightly.

She couldn't help but glare at Dai Chengfeng with a hint of annoyance, a rare trace of embarrassment appearing on her stunningly beautiful face, adding to her lively charm.

"Dai Chengfeng! How dare you say that?"

Seeing Bibi Dong's anger, Dai Chengfeng's smile deepened. "It's my fault."

"How about this, teacher... we go take a bath?" Bibi Dong's fingers tightened slightly as she held the teacup, hesitating for a moment.

She knew perfectly well what taking a bath meant.

But perhaps the effects of the alcohol hadn't worn off, or perhaps it was that vague, inexplicable expectation in her heart, she ultimately nodded almost imperceptibly, without uttering a word of refusal.

"Okay, but don't mess around, okay?"

Dai Chengfeng smiled and nodded upon hearing this, "Of course, didn't you know how well-behaved I am, Master?"

"Clever?"

Bibi Dong was slightly taken aback. "How dare you say you're well-behaved?"

"if not?"

Dai Chengfeng smiled, then pulled Bibi Dong along, "Let's go, teacher!"

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Soon, the two arrived at the spacious and magnificent bathhouse behind the Pope's bedroom.

The air was filled with a misty warmth, carrying a faint floral fragrance.

This was not the first time Bibi Dong had bathed with Dai Chengfeng, and her initial extreme shyness had faded considerably.

With her back to Dai Chengfeng, her slender fingers slowly but without much hesitation untied the intricate ribbons of the papal robe.

Her clothes slipped off layer by layer, revealing her smooth and delicate back, which was as smooth as jade. Finally, she slowly stepped into the water at a suitable temperature, immersing her body in the water filled with floating flower petals, leaving only her rounded shoulders and delicate collarbones on the surface.

Dai Chengfeng also quickly entered the water. He didn't approach immediately, but instead gave a wicked smile.

Suddenly, she scooped up a handful of water and gently splashed it towards Bibi Dong.

Warm water droplets splashed onto Bibi Dong's cheeks and collarbone, startling her. When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but glare at Dai Chengfeng.

But the other person was smiling like a mischievous boy who had just pulled off a prank, his eyes full of mischief.

Bibi Dong's last bit of reserve was somewhat eroded by his childish behavior, and she retaliated by splashing water.

Suddenly, the once tranquil bath was filled with splashing water, and the two of them began to play like children.

Bibi Dong's usually dignified and aloof face was now flushed with a faint blush, revealing a rare touch of naivety.

When Dai Chengfeng splashed water at her again, she instinctively smiled and dodged, but her foot slipped, and she fell backward with a soft cry.

Dai Chengfeng, quick-witted and agile, stretched out his long arm and steadily pulled her into his embrace.

The playful banter abruptly ceased, leaving only their rapid breathing and the gentle murmur of water in the bath.

The warm pool water enveloped their tightly pressed bodies, instantly creating an ambiguous and dangerous atmosphere.

Dai Chengfeng looked down at Bibi Dong, whose eyes were sparkling and whose face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and his gaze deepened.

With a strong push, he lifted Bibi Dong by her legs and carried her out of the water. He walked a few steps to the edge of the bath and gently placed her on the smooth, cool rim.

The sudden chill made Bibi Dong flinch slightly; the edge of the pool pressed against her back, a stark contrast to the burning heat of the man in front of her.

She realized what Dai Chengfeng was about to do, her heart pounded wildly, and she whispered in a flustered voice:

"Don't... go back to the room..."

Dai Chengfeng leaned down, his hot breath spraying onto her sensitive earlobe and neck, his voice hoarse yet smiling as he said, "Why bother, teacher?"

"It's the same here..."

Before he could finish speaking, he lowered his head and captured her slightly parted red lips, silencing her unfinished words and igniting the steamy heat that filled the room.

(End of this chapter)