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

Chapter 551 Bullying the Fox
Dai Chengfeng said no more, gently lifting her smooth chin with his fingers, forcing her to look him in the eye.

Then, without hesitation, he kissed her.

Unlike his forceful approach towards Zhu Zhuqing, which carried connotations of punishment and assertion of dominance, Dai Chengfeng's kisses towards Hu Liena emphasized technique and teasing.

His kisses were lingering and passionate, employing every possible means of seduction...

Hu Liena initially responded with a hint of mockery and provocation, as if to say, "That's it?"

But soon, under Dai Chengfeng's superb and targeted kissing skills, her feigned composure crumbled.

"Hmm~!"

Hu Liena is naturally alluring and is more sensitive and open to such matters.

At this moment, deliberately provoked by Dai Chengfeng, her body's most honest reaction was quickly ignited.

Her eyes gradually became hazy, and her breathing became rapid. Her fingers, which had been drawing circles, began to grip his shirt tightly. Her slender body involuntarily moved closer to him, seeking more warmth and comfort.

When the kiss ended, Hu Liena's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were brimming with desire, and her once neatly combed hair was now somewhat disheveled, adding to her languid and alluring charm.

She was slightly out of breath, gave Dai Chengfeng a reproachful look, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice:

"They always use this trick to shut me up..."

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his fingers tenderly stroking her smooth, slightly flushed cheek, his tone filled with unwavering confidence:
"But isn't this the most effective method for you?"

He knew Hu Liena's pride and understood that she needed this feeling of being "specially conquered" to confirm her charm.

Next, he slightly modified Zhu Zhuqing's explanation and reinterpreted it in a tone that was more in line with Hu Liena's personality, carrying a hint of ambiguity and promise.

He still emphasized that Xiao Wu's incident was purely accidental and morally motivated, but his words implied that Hu Liena held a special place in his heart.

"Nana, you are different from them."

“You understand me better, and we have a better… tacit understanding.”

"On the road ahead, I need someone like you to support me, not just someone who shares my bed."

He deliberately elevated their relationship to the level of strategic partnership, which undoubtedly hit Hu Liena right where it hurt.

As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, she longed for more than just romantic love; she valued a partner with whom she could stand shoulder to shoulder and look down upon the world.

Hu Liena was an extremely intelligent woman who knew when to stop.

Seeing that Dai Chengfeng took the initiative to comfort her, his attitude was sincere, and his actions gave her a "special" experience, coupled with her confidence in her importance in Dai Chengfeng's heart, both emotionally and in terms of value, she stopped pestering him too much.

She stretched out her arms and softly wrapped them around Dai Chengfeng's neck, bringing her red lips close to his ear, her breath sweet and fragrant, carrying a hint of coquettish threat, but more so, an alluring temptation:
"Forget it this time."

"If you dare to mess with these flowers and plants again without my permission, I won't let you off so easily. I'll make you... make amends to me properly."

These words were full of implications, temporarily putting the matter aside and shifting the focus from the unknown Xiao Wu to the more private and intimate aspects of their future relationship.

After calming the troubled saintess, he gently patted Hu Liena's back and lingered tenderly for a moment.

When Hu Liena stepped out of her tent, the night was already deep.

Dai Chengfeng rubbed his throbbing temples and turned his gaze to the other side of the camp, to a relatively quiet tent, which at this moment was filled with a faint sense of unease and grievance in his perception.

Ning Rongrong's residence.

This last one may not be as deep in thought as Hu Liena, nor as reserved in personality as Zhu Zhuqing.

But dealing with it would probably require a completely different approach. He walked slowly away, already having made up his mind.

Dealing with a spoiled princess like Ning Rongrong, simply being gentle and soothing might backfire, making her think you're easy to bully and causing her to become even more demanding.

Sometimes, a moderate amount of assertiveness and "punishment" is needed to make her understand the boundaries, while at the same time allowing her to feel a strange sense of security from being cared for.

He lifted Ning Rongrong's curtain and saw that the little girl was not asleep, but sitting on the bed covered with a soft carpet, hugging her knees.

Hearing the noise, she merely raised her eyelids and glanced quickly at Dai Chengfeng before lowering her head again, fiddling with the hem of her pajamas, looking like she was saying, "I'm wronged, I'm angry, but I won't say anything, I'll just wait for you to find out and coax me."

That stubborn yet pitiful little face had a unique charm.

Dai Chengfeng understood, but did not point it out.

He closed the tent flap behind him, walked up to Ning Rongrong, and instead of sitting down immediately, looked down at her.

The tent was so quiet that you could hear her soft, suppressed breathing.

He deliberately remained silent for a moment, creating an invisible pressure, before squatting down to eye level with her as she sat, and calmly calling out:
"Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong's body trembled almost imperceptibly, but she stubbornly turned her head away, leaving Dai Chengfeng with a profile and her slightly pouting, rosy lips that could hold an oil bottle, silently expressing her protest.

Dai Chengfeng sighed inwardly. This girl was indeed throwing a tantrum.

His tone became more forceful, carrying a hint of unquestionable seriousness:

"Lift your head and look at me."

Ning Rongrong seemed frightened by the tone, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly and reluctantly turned her head and raised her small face.

Like a frightened little rabbit.

Dai Chengfeng looked at her, his face still stern, showing no sign of softening:
"I know what you're thinking."

"But my encounter with Xiao Wu was truly just a chance meeting, and I only offered her a helping hand."

“I, Dai Chengfeng, may sometimes be careless in my actions, but I would never take advantage of a young girl of unknown origin who is seriously injured.”

"Believe it or not, that's the truth."

Ning Rongrong pouted and muttered softly, her voice thick with a nasal tone:
"Who knows... It's the middle of the night, a man and a woman alone together... and she's quite pretty..."

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, but her jealousy remained undiminished.

Dai Chengfeng frowned, his voice suddenly turning cold and filled with obvious anger:

"Ning Rongrong!"

This low shout startled Ning Rongrong, who trembled all over and looked up at Dai Chengfeng, whose expression had suddenly changed, with some fear.

She rarely saw Dai Chengfeng show her such a stern expression.

Dai Chengfeng gave her no chance to explain. He suddenly reached out, grabbed her slender wrist, and pulled her off the bed with a little force.

Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, and before she could react, she felt dizzy.

The next second, he was forcibly pressed onto Dai Chengfeng's knees, face down, his buttocks naturally sticking out in an awkward curve.

"Ah! What...what are you doing! Let me go!"

(End of this chapter)