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

Chapter 550 The Tamed Cat
Upon hearing Dai Chengfeng's question, Zhu Zhuqing buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, carrying a hint of languor and a touch of annoyance:

"Actually... I don't really mind."

"After all, with your status and strength, you are destined to become the Star Luo Emperor in the future. I was prepared for that."

"But... Dai Chengfeng... you're moving way too fast..."

As she spoke, Zhu Zhuqing raised her head and glared reproachfully at Dai Chengfeng, but her gaze was utterly devoid of power; instead, it was alluring and seductive, filled with the moist, lingering desire of a love that had just been thoroughly quelled by their kisses.
"How long has it been?"

"First it was Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, then I noticed that Huo Wu from the Blazing Fire Academy also seemed to have something special about you, and now you've inexplicably brought back a little Wu..."

"Dai Chengfeng, do you become unable to walk past any girl whose name contains the character 'Wu'?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng was both amused and exasperated.

He tightened his arms around her smooth back. "Fire Dance? Little Dance?"

"What does this all mean?"

"Huo Wu was only grateful to me because I saved her. As for Xiao Wu, it was just a coincidence."

What could I possibly have with them?

Zhu Zhuqing squirmed in Dai Chengfeng's arms, finding a more comfortable position, and a cold snort escaped from her nose, filled with disbelief:
"Hmph, that's putting it lightly."

"What about Ning Rongrong? Ning Rongrong must be real, right?"

When Ning Rongrong was mentioned, Zhu Zhuqing's tone was full of certainty.

After all, the relationship between Dai Chengfeng and Ning Rongrong is definitely not simple now!
Dai Chengfeng was momentarily speechless; he did indeed feel somewhat guilty about Ning Rongrong.

The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with her charming innocence and liveliness, as well as the ambiguous interactions between the two, are all real and cannot be completely denied.

When Zhu Zhuqing pointed out his mistake, he was speechless for a moment, and even became somewhat embarrassed and angry.

This girl is usually quiet and reserved, but I never expected her to be so sharp-tongued about something like this!
It seems the "lesson" just now wasn't profound enough to make her completely "submit".

So Dai Chengfeng stopped arguing, lowered his head again, and accurately captured those rosy little mouths, giving them a punishing peck.

"Looks like... they haven't been taught a lesson yet!"

Before she could finish speaking and before Zhu Zhuqing could react, another deep kiss landed on her lips.

This time, unlike the previous tenderness and lingering affection, it was filled with a stronger sense of aggression and a desire for conquest...

Zhu Zhuqing initially tried to struggle, letting out muffled sobs, but she quickly succumbed to Dai Chengfeng's aggressive offensive and skillful teasing.

The body is far more honest than the mouth; the passion that had just subsided was easily stirred up again, and it came even more fiercely.

She felt weak all over, as if all her strength had been drained away in an instant. She could only cling helplessly to his broad shoulders, passively enduring this suffocating kiss. Her originally cool eyes were covered with a layer of mist, exuding a seductive charm.

Finally, she collapsed completely into his arms, like a tamed cat...

All that remained were faint breaths and a slightly trembling body.

Feeling the tenderness and dependence of the delicate body in his arms, Dai Chengfeng ended the long kiss with satisfaction, his fingertips gently brushing across her slightly swollen lips.

"Zhuqing, you are the most sensible one."

Zhu Zhuqing buried her burning cheeks back into the crook of his neck and softly hummed in agreement, her voice barely audible.

Dai Chengfeng held the now docile Zhu Zhuqing in his arms and explained, or rather, comforted her gently.

After a few more tender moments, Dai Chengfeng tucked her in before getting up.

Leaving Zhu Zhuqing's tent, which was filled with an ambiguous and warm fragrance, Dai Chengfeng took a deep breath of the cool air outside, trying to dispel the lingering romantic thoughts in his mind.

He looked up at the sky; the moon was already setting in the west, and the camp was completely silent.

Dai Chengfeng rubbed his temples. Zhu Zhuqing was just the first hurdle; two more "jealous ladies" awaited his attention. This blessing of having multiple wives was indeed not so easy to enjoy; it was comparable to commanding a small battle, requiring precise strategy and strong execution.

He straightened his robes to make sure everything was in order, then strode toward another small but more elaborately decorated tent not far away.

Hu Liena, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, lives there...

She is more thoughtful, more unpredictable in her emotions, and more difficult to deal with.

Sure enough, when the tent flap was lifted, it was seen that Hu Liena had not rested.

Instead, she reclined languidly on a soft animal skin blanket, wearing only a thin silk robe that accentuated her breathtaking curves.

She seemed to have anticipated Dai Chengfeng's arrival, and was playing with a strand of her chestnut hair. Her beautiful face wore a half-smile, and her naturally affectionate peach blossom eyes shone with unpredictable light in the dim light.

“Oh,” she said, her red lips parting slightly, her voice languid and magnetic, her tone rising slightly, full of teasing.

"Has the Fourth Prince finished comforting the Empress?"

"What, you finally have time to condescend to come to my humble abode?"

"I thought you were going to stay there tonight and not leave."

Dai Chengfeng had anticipated this barbed welcome.

Without saying a word, he pulled down the curtain to block out the view from the outside, then walked over and sat down next to her.

The tent was filled with a unique, alluring fragrance, a scent that was distinctive to Hu Liena.

He reached out and forcefully embraced her slender waist, pulling her warm, soft body into his arms with a slight pull.

Hu Liena struggled symbolically for a moment, so little as to be almost negligible, before leaning into his arms.

She found a comfortable position, but the playful smile on her lips remained. Her slender fingers even began to draw circles on his firm chest, carrying a subtle teasing tone.

"Nana, stop fooling around."

Dai Chengfeng looked down at her beautiful face so close to his.

Up close, her skin was flawless, and her features were exquisite, like the most perfect masterpiece of heaven, especially her eyes, which seemed to be able to captivate and bewitch.

Unlike Zhu Zhuqing's aloofness and stubbornness, and Ning Rongrong's charming and lively nature.

Hu Liena's beauty is mature and dangerous, with a keen insight into people's hearts and a subtle sense of detachment, which arouses men's desire to conquer.

"How could I dare to cause trouble?"

Hu Liena raised her eyes, her gaze sparkling, her tone exaggeratedly aggrieved, but her eyes were full of cunning.

"I just admire the Fourth Prince's boundless charm; wherever he goes, peach blossoms bloom."

"Even in the depths of a dangerous place like the Starry Sky Forest, I could 'coincidentally' find such a pitiful little beauty whose name even seems to carry a sense of destiny."

"This kind of luck is truly enviable."

She emphasized the words "coincidentally" and "fate".

Dai Chengfeng understood that reasoning with Hu Liena and presenting the facts would not be very effective in dealing with her.

She was smarter and more perceptive than Zhu Zhuqing; ordinary explanations were simply seen as cover-ups by her.

What she enjoys is the feeling of being treated specially and cared for, as well as a certain degree of psychological game.

Instead of wasting words, let's show our attitude with actions.

(End of this chapter)