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

Chapter 490 'Teaching a Lesson' Qiu'er

But soon, Dai Chengfeng shook his head, then raised his hand, deliberately making a slight gust of wind, and then landed lightly on that pert curve.

"Snapped!"

A clear voice sounded.

"Speak up, do you still dare to say that your master is a womanizer?"

Dai Chengfeng asked with a stern face, but the touch in his hand came through the thin fabric, soft and elastic.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Qiu'er let out a short, soft groan, not a cry of pain, but rather the sound of a lazy feline being petted.

Instead of admitting her mistake, she retorted in a slightly nasal, coquettish tone: "...I am a womanizer!"

"I saw it all!"

"You and Sister Zhuqing...and that big vixen..."

Her voice grew softer, but the accusatory tone remained.

"Hey! Still being stubborn!"

Dai Chengfeng was amused by Qiu'er's "unrepentant" attitude. He raised his hand again, this time controlling the force of the fall, but the rhythm was slower, and the area covered by his palm was wider, as if he were measuring...

"You dare to mock your master? You deserve a beating!"

"Slap...slap..."

Each time Dai Chengfeng's palm landed, Qiu'er's body trembled slightly.

"I wasn't being sarcastic. What I said... I was telling the truth. Master, you are just... a womanizer~"

Qiu'er was still unconvinced.

"Hey! I refuse to believe I can't handle a little brat like you!"

Dai Chengfeng looked at Qiu'er, who continued to argue with him, and slapped her several more times.

"Hmm~"

Soon, Qiu'er stopped talking and buried her face in the soft bedding, her exposed ear tips turning a faint blush.

After a while, Dai Chengfeng stopped moving, but his hand did not leave.

Instead, it gently soothes the place that has just been "taught a lesson" with its scorching heat.

The room fell silent, with only the sound of their increasingly heavy, alternating breaths audible.

"Do you know you're wrong?"

Dai Chengfeng's voice was slightly hoarse. He leaned down and got close to Qiu'er's ear, his hot breath spraying onto her sensitive neck and earlobe.

Qiu'er trembled and let out a soft sob.

When she turned her head, her golden eyes were shimmering with tears, devoid of the previous provocation and smugness, only filled with a dreamy look.

She looked at Dai Chengfeng's face, which was so close to hers, and said, "I...I did nothing wrong..."

She murmured, as if answering, or perhaps murmuring unconsciously.

Dai Chengfeng swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing again, his gaze fixed intently on the person beneath him.

Qiu'er's golden eyes, glistening with moisture, and her stubborn yet dreamy expression, were like a flame that instantly ignited the last vestige of restraint he was trying to maintain.

"You still don't admit your mistake?"

"It seems... the punishment wasn't enough."

As Dai Chengfeng finished speaking, he gave Qiu'er no chance to argue.

He leaned down and precisely captured her slightly parted lips, which seemed to be saying something like "I'm just a womanizer."

"Well……"

A muffled sob escaped Qiu'er's throat. She froze for a moment, then instinctively placed her hands in front of Dai Chengfeng, trying to push him away.

But in an instant, her whole body went limp.

Her hands had lost their strength at some point, her fingertips curling up weakly as she gripped Dai Chengfeng's clothes tightly.

The air became scalding hot and thin.

Dai Chengfeng's hand had already moved away from where he had been "disciplining" her, and instead cupped her cheeks, his thumbs gently caressing her burning earlobes and the side of her neck, forcing her to tilt her head back. Qiu'er felt her mind go blank; the slight resentment and embarrassment from being "punished" earlier were all shattered by this sudden kiss.

The oxygen seemed to have run out, and consciousness became hazy, with only the sensation between the lips remaining incredibly clear.

She involuntarily closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently like butterfly wings, giving a faint, awkward yet instinctive response.

This subtle response is like the best encouragement.

Dai Chengfeng's kiss became longer and more passionate, as if he wanted to completely melt her.

After an unknown amount of time, until Qiu'er was almost dizzy from lack of oxygen, Dai Chengfeng finally stepped back slightly, but his forehead was still pressed against hers, their noses touching, their breaths mingling hotly.

He looked at Qiu'er, whose cheeks were flushed, eyes were misty, and who was breathing slightly heavily.

"Now...do you realize you were wrong?"

Qiu'er was breathing slightly, her golden eyes were misty, and her consciousness had not fully returned. She subconsciously shook her head gently, a gesture that was less of a denial and more of a dazed feeling after being immersed in something.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his laughter filled with doting affection and a sense of triumph.

"Stubborn little guy..."

He sighed, and before he finished speaking, he lowered his head again and covered those lips, which were already a little swollen but even more alluring.

This time, she was incredibly gentle.

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The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled patterns of light on the bed.

"Hmm~"

Dai Chengfeng stretched lazily, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Qiu'er's quiet and sweet sleeping face.

She lay curled up on her side, her long, flowing hair spread across the pillow, with a few strands clinging to her slightly flushed cheeks.

The quilt slid down to her waist, revealing her smooth back and rounded shoulders, the sunlight giving her skin a honey-colored sheen.

Recalling the abruptly ended intimate moment of last night, Dai Chengfeng let out a helpless sigh.

Yesterday, she ultimately didn't take the final step, not because Qiu'er was unwilling...

Indeed, it's due to certain harmonious age-related reasons.

Thinking about it, Dai Chengfeng shook his head, his fingertips stroking her bare back.

The skin beneath my palms was warm and smooth, rising and falling gently with my breath.

He slid down slowly along the curve of his spine, lingering over the alluring dimple at his lower back.

"Qiu'er, it's time to get up."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his hot breath brushing against the sensitive shell of her ear.

In her sleep, Qiu'er unconsciously shrank her neck and let out a lazy nasal sound: "Hmm... just a quarter of an hour more..."

As she spoke, she snuggled into his arms like a cat, her smooth legs brushing against his clothes unintentionally.

Dai Chengfeng's breath hitched at this unconscious provocation.

But soon, he shook his head, "Lazy cat."

Dai Chengfeng suddenly reached out and touched her waist. "Looks like we'll have to use some special methods..."

"ah!"

Qiu'er gasped and twisted her waist, her tightly closed eyelashes suddenly trembling.

Those hazy golden eyes had barely opened a crack when a mischievous finger jolted them awake:
"Master...don't...it tickles..."

She laughed and dodged, not caring that the quilt had completely slipped off, and could only use a pillow to cover herself in embarrassment and anger.

Seeing that her ear tips were red and bleeding, Dai Chengfeng finally took pity on her and stopped, but pulled her into his arms along with the pillow and blanket: "We have to get going. If we keep dawdling, I won't be able to leave before noon!"

"Mmmmm~"

(End of this chapter)