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

Chapter 557 Bibi Dong's Heart Fluttering
"...Okay, okay?"

After an unknown amount of time, Bibi Dong's whole body went limp, and she could barely sit up.

The blush on her cheeks was incredibly alluring, spreading all the way to her ears and neck, disappearing into that suggestive realm underwater.

She turned her head slightly, glaring at the smug Dai Chengfeng in front of her with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance. Her usually dignified phoenix eyes were now shimmering with tears...

With a hint of reproach, a hint of helplessness, and a touch of languid allure that even she herself was unaware of.

Looking at Bibi Dong's delicate appearance, Dai Chengfeng felt a stirring in his heart.

But he knew the principle that too much of a good thing is bad.

He lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on her smooth shoulder, his voice husky with immense pleasure:

"Yes, thank you for your hard work, teacher."

This "thank you for your hard work" made Bibi Dong so embarrassed that she couldn't help but twist slightly in his arms, only to be met with an even tighter embrace.

"Rebel..."

She spat again under her breath, but this time the tone had lost its initial intimidation and instead sounded like a lover's coquettish complaint.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly and stopped teasing her.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the flames that were rising again. He picked up a large, soft bath towel from the edge of the pool, carefully wrapped it around Bibi Dong, and then casually dried the water droplets off his body.

Then, he bent down and, in a perfect princess carry, steadily lifted the still somewhat weak-legged Bibi Dong horizontally.

Bibi Dong gasped in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

The bath towel wrapped around her shapely body, but it couldn't hide the lingering blush on her exposed fair skin.

Water droplets rolled off them, dripping onto the smooth white marble floor, leaving winding water trails that shimmered with an ambiguous luster under the hazy moonlight and the glow of the palace lanterns.

Dai Chengfeng, holding his incomparably noble Pope Bibi Dong, walked step by step away from the hot spring pool filled with ambiguous atmosphere and towards the inner chamber of the bedroom.

Passing through the exquisitely carved corridor, one enters the bedroom, which is covered with a soft carpet.

The hall was filled with a faint, calming incense, which mingled with Bibi Dong's unique body fragrance and lingered around Dai Chengfeng's nose.

He carefully placed Bibi Dong on the large, luxurious papal couch, his movements gentle, as if handling a rare treasure.

As her body sank into the soft bedding, Bibi Dong's heart was not completely at ease.

She thought that given the traitor's earlier lust and overreaching behavior, he would surely take further steps now that they were back in this private room.

She had even mentally prepared herself to be "bullied" again; her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were tightly closed, and her body was slightly stiff...

I was both afraid and, deep down, harbored a secret, indescribable anticipation.

However, the anticipated invasion did not occur.

Bibi Dong only felt the bed beside her sink slightly, and then a warm body pressed against her from behind, with arms wrapped around her waist, gently pulling her into an embrace.

His embrace was firm and warm, but there were no further advances; he simply held her quietly, his chin gently resting on the top of her head.

Dai Chengfeng's voice rang in her ears, carrying a hint of weariness and contentment:

"Teacher, go to sleep."

Bibi Dong was stunned. She slowly opened her tightly closed eyes, and a look of disbelief and surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

He actually... just fell asleep like that?

Just holding her?
This was completely unlike his eager, almost murderous demeanor in the hot spring. After the initial surprise, an indescribable warmth and emotion quietly welled up in Bibi Dong's heart.

She suddenly understood...

This rebellious disciple, he wanted more than just her body.

At this moment, this simple embrace touched the softest part of her heart more than any intense possession.

This feeling of being respected and valued was both strange and intoxicating to Bibi Dong, who was in a high position and used to loneliness and scheming.

Her stiff body gradually relaxed, and she even leaned back involuntarily, pressing herself more closely into his warm embrace.

The cool, sun-kissed scent emanating from him lingered around her nose, mingling with the moisture of the hot spring, strangely making her feel at ease.

Feeling the relaxation and dependence of the body in his arms, Dai Chengfeng's lips curled into a barely perceptible gentle smile.

He was indeed restraining himself; a strong desire still surged within him, but he knew even more that he couldn't simply force himself on a woman like Bibi Dong.

The conquest of emotions is far more important and lasting than physical possession.

Moreover, the fatigue from traveling and training left Dai Chengfeng quite tired.

Therefore, his breathing quickly became even and long, as if he had really fallen into a deep sleep.

After confirming that Dai Chengfeng was asleep, Bibi Dong's heart softened completely.

She carefully adjusted her posture, turned around, and in the hazy night, by the faint moonlight shining through the window, gazed at the young face so close to hers.

When he was asleep, he looked less aggressive and profound than usual, and more quiet and harmless, befitting his age, with a hint of weariness in his eyes.

A feeling of pity welled up in Bibi Dong's heart.

She knew better than anyone the dangers of the Star Dou Great Forest.

He must have suffered a lot in these three months.

She reached out her slender hand and gently brushed away a few stray strands of hair from his forehead, her movements careful and full of tenderness that she herself was unaware of.

Then, she adjusted to a more comfortable position, resting her head against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and an unprecedented sense of peace and belonging enveloped her.

Soon, Bibi Dong also fell into a deep sleep...

Her sleeping face was serene, with a faint, almost imperceptible smile on her lips.

Until the next day.

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the delicate window lattice, dispelling the last vestiges of darkness in the bedchamber, Dai Chengfeng was the first to awaken.

He stirred slightly, feeling the warmth and softness of the woman in his arms. Looking down, he saw that Bibi Dong was still nestled in his arms, fast asleep.

The morning mist cast a soft glow over the room, illuminating her stunning profile. Gone was the usual papal majesty and aloofness; instead, she exuded the gentleness and fragility of Sleeping Beauty, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Dai Chengfeng felt a sense of peace and contentment.

He gently sat up, afraid of disturbing her sweet dream, then lowered his head and placed a soft, feather-like kiss on Bibi Dong's smooth forehead.

The gentle touch made Bibi Dong's eyelashes tremble, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her phoenix eyes, just awakened, were misty with a hint of water, lacking their usual sharpness and instead possessing a touch of languid femininity.

She seemed momentarily dazed, but when she saw Dai Chengfeng so close to her and realized they were still embracing intimately, two blushes rose to her cheeks again.
But unlike last night, she didn't flinch or shy away; she just blinked gently.

(End of this chapter)