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

Chapter 503 Ning Rongrong's Gratitude and Coquettishness

Despite the process...

The process was so embarrassing to talk about that it could be said that, except for the last step, Dai Chengfeng got all the benefits.

But in the end, she obtained the Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda that she had always dreamed of.

Thinking about it, Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes and looked at the tall figure with a complicated expression.

The cool moonlight slanted in through the window, gilding his sharply defined profile with a silvery edge.

This is the man who first ruthlessly exposed her past naiveté, and then, after she expressed her determination, bestowed upon her such profound trust and gifts, even...

He "helped" her in that way when she lost control.

Gratitude, shyness, embarrassment, and a strange feeling arising from the physical intimacy that she herself was unwilling to admit were churning violently within her.

Dai Chengfeng seemed to realize that she had finished tidying up and turned around.

His gaze was calm, even carrying a hint of scrutiny, as if the man who had just responded so passionately, almost 'devouring' her, was someone else entirely.

"How is it? Has your martial spirit evolved? How much has your soul power increased?"

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and met his gaze.

But when their eyes met, they unconsciously looked away, and their voices lowered, yet carried an barely suppressed excitement and sincerity:

"Success...success!"

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has truly evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! My soul power has also reached the bottleneck of level 30!"

She paused, stood up, and bowed deeply and solemnly to Dai Chengfeng.

This time, it wasn't the usual haughty politeness typical of young ladies, but a heartfelt expression of gratitude: "Dai Chengfeng, thank you!"

"I, Ning Rongrong, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will never forget this kindness!"

Dai Chengfeng nodded slightly, not surprised by the result.

He said calmly, "You earned this yourself."

"Your determination and perseverance are the keys to success; I merely provided the opportunity."

His words attributed most of the credit to Ning Rongrong herself, which made her feel better and gave her more affection for him.

However, after the words of gratitude were spoken, the atmosphere in the meditation room became subtle and awkward once again.

The invisible barrier between the two, born from their recent intimate contact, cannot be erased with a simple thank you.

Ning Rongrong lowered her eyelids, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes with her hands, her pearly teeth lightly biting her red lips, as if she was engaged in some kind of difficult internal struggle.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly raised her head. The blush on her pretty face had not yet faded, but she forced herself to put on her usual slightly arrogant demeanor. However, her flickering eyes and slightly trembling voice betrayed the unease in her heart.

"Dai Chengfeng!"

She raised her voice, trying to sound more confident, "What just happened...what just happened! You...you're not allowed to tell anyone!"

"Especially Zhu Qing and Sister Nana!"

"And also, that...that was just because the drug went out of control, I...I had no idea what happened!"

"You...you're not allowed to think that! And you're not allowed to think...think that I..."

After pondering for a while, she still couldn't bring herself to say "I like you" or anything like that. In the end, she just stomped her foot and emphasized again:
"Anyway, it was just an accident!"

"It was a stopgap measure to help me counteract the effects of the medicine!"

"Yes, it's a temporary measure! Do you understand? I... I'm not that kind of person!"

Seeing her eagerness to distance herself from the situation, yet also appearing charmingly shy, a faint smile flickered in Dai Chengfeng's eyes.

He understood perfectly well what the little girl was thinking; she was simply trying to save face and wanted to maintain her "dignity" as the little devil of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He nodded readily, his tone flat and even slightly distant:

"Miss Ning Rongrong, rest assured, I know what I'm doing."

"What happened just now was out of necessity. It was a temporary measure to help you refine the medicinal power and avoid the danger of your body exploding."

“Dai is not an unreasonable person and would never use this as an excuse to cause trouble or publicize it.”

"Just think of it as... a dream."

His "thoughtful" yet "business-like" response should have put Ning Rongrong at ease.

But for some reason, hearing him so decisively draw a line, defining everything that had just happened as "helpless," "an expedient measure," and "a dream," Ning Rongrong felt a strange, barely perceptible sense of loss and frustration.

"You...it's good that you know!"

She stiffened her neck, trying to maintain her last bit of pride, but her voice involuntarily lowered, "I...I'm going back!"

After saying that, she could no longer bear the strange atmosphere and turned around to open the door of the cultivation room as if she were fleeing.

She rushed out like a gust of wind, her back view revealing panic and shyness.

Dai Chengfeng watched the beautiful figure disappear at the end of the corridor without stopping her. He simply shook his head slightly, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

He looked down at his palm, as if he could still feel that slender waist, the soft touch, and the burning heat of her skin...

Was it all a dream?

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On the other side, Ning Rongrong ran all the way, her heart pounding like a drum, her cheeks burning hot.

She dared not linger, afraid that someone would see her like this, especially if she encountered Zhu Zhuqing or Hu Liena.

Almost instinctively, she rushed back to her room, slammed the door shut, and leaned against the cold door, panting heavily.

Only after confirming that she was safe and alone did her tense nerves suddenly relax, and she slowly slid down the door to sit on the ground.

In the silent room, only her rapid breathing and thunderous heartbeat could be heard.

In my mind, the scenes that had happened before were playing out uncontrollably, and every detail was so clear it was outrageous.

Dai Chengfeng's burning breath, his domineering yet tender kisses, the scalding heat of his hands, and her own shameful, proactive response...

"what--!"

Ning Rongrong buried her burning cheeks deep in her knees and let out a suppressed, tearful moan.

Shame to death!

It’s so embarrassing!

How am I supposed to face that guy Dai Chengfeng after this?!

However, beneath the extreme shyness, another emotion was quietly brewing.

She subconsciously raised her hand and gently touched her slightly swollen and sore lips, where a unique, slightly aggressive aura belonging to Dai Chengfeng still seemed to linger.

A strange, tingling sensation, like a subtle electric current, coursed through her limbs and bones.

She recalled his last words, which were so "business as business," and that inexplicable feeling of resentment welled up inside her again.

"A stopgap measure... a dream... humph! You make it sound so easy! I'm the one who's really at a disadvantage!"

She couldn't help but mutter under her breath, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness that she herself didn't realize.

(End of this chapter)