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

Chapter 572 I am your teacher, not your cook!

Although her words were harsh, the trembling in her voice and the flickering in her eyes revealed that her inner panic far outweighed her anger.

She pulled the blanket over herself, wrapping it tightly, revealing only her flushed face and a pair of watery, angry eyes as she glared fiercely at Dai Chengfeng.

Looking at her fierce yet cowardly appearance, Dai Chengfeng was not afraid at all, but rather found it amusing.

He knew that Liu Erlong, this volcano, seemed fierce, but deep inside, he had already pried open a crack in her heart.

What's needed now is patience and just the right amount of heat to reignite her flame.

He didn't press her further, but simply stood by the bed, looking at her with a gentle yet slightly aggressive gaze, and chuckled softly:
"Okay, I'll listen to the teacher. But..."

He then changed the subject, saying, "Teacher, you should drink less alcohol in the future; it's bad for your health."

After saying that, without waiting for Liu Erlong's reaction, he turned around and walked to the table, where he began to skillfully tidy up the scattered empty wine bottles, his movements as natural as if he were the master of the place.

Wrapped in the blanket, Liu Erlong watched Dai Chengfeng's busy back and felt the lingering warmth on her lips, her heart pounding like a drum.

Under the influence of alcohol, a mix of emotions swirled together...

Embarrassment, anger, a secret flutter of excitement, and a faint sense of loss that she herself was unwilling to admit...

She closed her eyes, buried her burning cheeks in the blankets, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

That brat, he's been keeping her in turmoil ever since he got back.

And Blue Tyrant Academy, the place that once held some of her obsessions, seems to have truly drifted away from her.

How should we proceed in the future?
These questions gradually blurred under the influence of intoxication and exhaustion, and she finally succumbed to sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

After Dai Chengfeng finished cleaning up the wine bottles, he turned around and saw that Liu Erlong had fallen asleep, her breathing becoming even and long.

He walked to the bedside, tucked her in, and gazed at her slightly furrowed brows and weary face, even in her sleep.

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The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, becoming soft and warm, casting dappled shadows on the dark sheets.

Liu Erlong was awakened by a bout of thirst and a headache.

She opened her eyes groggily, the dizziness from the hangover making her momentarily disoriented.

My gaze first swept vaguely across the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar roof curtains, then I subconsciously moved my body, only to feel an undeniable presence and... a warm touch coming from my side.

She jolted awake, most of her lingering sleepiness and drunkenness instantly vanishing, and she abruptly turned to look at her side.

Dai Chengfeng!
How could he be here?! And lying in her bed!
Liu Erlong's heart nearly leaped out of her throat. She immediately threw back the covers and looked inside...

Fortunately, although the clothes were messy, they were still intact on her body.

Upon closer inspection, Dai Chengfeng was lying down fully clothed, even having taken off his boots, and was lying properly outside the blankets, with thick quilts separating him from her, clearly distinct.

He lay on his side, facing her, breathing evenly. His handsome face appeared particularly gentle in the afternoon light, and his long eyelashes cast faint shadows under his eyelids, as if he were asleep.

This completely unguarded demeanor is a stark contrast to his usual composure or occasional displays of aggression.

Liu Erlong's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly settled back down, but what followed was a complex emotion that was hard to describe.

After the initial shock subsided, a deeper sense of embarrassment and a touch of inexplicable annoyance followed.

This brat actually slept right next to her?

Although... although nothing was done, this is outrageous!
She instinctively wanted to kick him off the bed, but looking at his peaceful sleeping face, she hesitated for some reason as she raised her foot. The brief but burning kiss from before involuntarily flashed through her mind, and she seemed to faintly feel that strange touch on her lips again, her cheeks burning.

"Um……"

Just as Liu Erlong was struggling internally and staring blankly at Dai Chengfeng's face, a low nasal sound rang out.

Dai Chengfeng's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were initially a little hazy, but they quickly cleared, and his deep gaze met Liu Erlong's gaze before she could look away.

Eyes facing each other.

As if burned, Liu Erlong abruptly turned her head away, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

To cover her embarrassment, she deliberately put on a stern face and reprimanded in a hoarse voice, as if she had just woken up, with an air of deliberate severity:
"You! What are you doing sleeping here?!"

Dai Chengfeng didn't seem to be frightened by her. Instead, he stretched his body lazily, and his arm even accidentally touched Liu Erlong's thigh through the quilt, causing her body to stiffen slightly.

He then slowly propped himself up, leaning against the headboard, a half-smile playing on his lips:

"Teacher, you're very drunk. I'm afraid you'll throw up or fall off the bed, so I feel more at ease keeping an eye on you."

After cleaning up the bottles, I was quite tired, and seeing that there was plenty of space, I lay down to rest for a while.

He spoke of it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Nonsense! This...this is outrageous!"

Liu Erlong was furious, but she couldn't refute his reasoning, since she had indeed been completely drunk last night.

She could only glare at him fiercely, her voice betraying her inner weakness, "Don't do that again!"

"Okay, I'll listen to the teacher."

Dai Chengfeng readily agreed, but his gaze lingered on her long, frizzy hair and flushed cheeks as she awoke, naturally changing the subject.
"Teacher, you've been sleeping for so long, are you hungry? Go get me something to eat?"

Liu Erlong did feel an empty stomach, and his stomach was also a little uncomfortable after a hangover.

But getting her to agree would be a bit embarrassing, especially in front of this student who had just "offended" her.

She replied curtly, "I'm not hungry! Go eat by yourself!"

Dai Chengfeng seemed not to hear her refusal, and got out of bed and put on his boots.

Then he turned around, looking down at Liu Erlong, who was still wrapped in the blanket with only his head showing, his eyes filled with a hint of mockery and unquestionable authority:
"No, an empty stomach is bad for your stomach."

Teacher, could you go and get something to eat? Something simple will do.

Liu Erlong was almost laughing at his shamelessness. He had taken the liberty of sleeping next to her and now dared to order her around cooking.

Her eyebrows shot up: "Dai Chengfeng! Who do you think you're ordering around? If you want to eat, get it yourself!"

I'm your teacher, not your cook!

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng was not angry at all. Instead, he leaned down, placed his hands on the edges of the bed on either side of Liu Erlong's body, trapping her in his shadow. He stared intently into her eyes, his tone carrying just the right amount of grievance and accusation:
"Teacher, what you said is really hurtful."

Have you forgotten? About three months ago, you were in a bad mood and got completely drunk. Who made you a hangover soup and a bowl of hot noodle soup?
I didn't utter a single complaint back then.

"What, is it so difficult for me to try the teacher's cooking?"

(End of this chapter)