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

Chapter 617 Ning Rongrong's Strange Reaction After Being Spanked

Dai Chengfeng's pupils contracted slightly.

If that's the case, then the value of this ring far surpasses that of ordinary soul tools.

"There's something even more powerful!"

Seeing his interest, Ning Rongrong became even more excited and turned to the next page. "It records that if the soul power attributes of the wearers are compatible and the resonance reaches a certain level, it can also..."

She paused suddenly, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her voice lowered: "In times of crisis, we can share some of our soul power, and even... share the damage."

She spoke the last few words very softly, but Dai Chengfeng heard them clearly.

Share the damage.

He knew exactly what this meant.

"so smart?"

Dai Chengfeng was genuinely surprised.

He got this ring from Ning Rongrong. At the time, he only thought it was a decent storage soul tool, but he never expected it to have such an effect.

"Of course it's amazing!"

Ning Rongrong raised her head, her face filled with undisguised pride, her chin slightly raised, like a proud little peacock.

"I spent three months researching to find this! I practically scoured all the ancient soul tools in your Spirit Hall's archives, and even made a special trip to the library..."

She spoke at length about the hardships she had endured, but her eyes remained bright as she looked at Dai Chengfeng, her gaze clearly saying:

Praise me! Praise me!
Dai Chengfeng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like this.

He closed the ancient book, placed it back on the desk, and then looked at Ning Rongrong: "So, Miss Ning, you've worked so hard, what kind of reward do you want?"

Ning Rongrong was taken aback, clearly not expecting him to be so direct.

She blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering, and the blush on her cheeks, which had not yet completely faded, deepened a little.

"Award?"

She repeated it softly, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

“Yes, a reward.” Dai Chengfeng crossed his arms and leaned against the edge of the desk, looking at her. “You’ve worked so hard, I have to show my appreciation.”

Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip, her eyes darting around as if she were thinking seriously.

After a moment, she raised her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Dai Chengfeng, and tentatively said:
"Then...then you'll treat me to something delicious? I know a new dessert shop opened in Wuhun City, and I heard their cakes are especially good..."

"That's it?" Dai Chengfeng raised an eyebrow.

"Then, what else?" Ning Rongrong felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and looked away.

Looking at her feigned composure, Dai Chengfeng suddenly felt like teasing her.

He took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

Ning Rongrong instinctively stepped back, her back pressed against the edge of the desk, with nowhere left to retreat.

Dai Chengfeng leaned down, brought his voice close to her ear, and whispered, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe:

"How about I sacrifice myself and let you kiss me?"

Ning Rongrong trembled, and her ears turned red at a visible speed, spreading from the base of her ears all the way to her cheeks, like a ripe apple.

"You, what are you talking nonsense about?"

She shoved Dai Chengfeng away forcefully, making him take a half-step back.

"What kind of reward is this!"

Ning Rongrong glared at him, her eyes wide open, but there was little anger in them, more shame and panic. "Dai Chengfeng, you...you shouldn't joke like that!"

"I'm not kidding."

Dai Chengfeng shrugged, looking innocent. "This is my kiss, it's very precious."

"Who, who wants your kiss!" Ning Rongrong's face turned even redder, almost as if it were about to bleed.

She turned to run away, but Dai Chengfeng grabbed her wrist.

"Why are you running?" Dai Chengfeng's voice was tinged with amusement. "The reward hasn't been given yet."

"I already said I didn't want this kind of reward!"

Ning Rongrong struggled, but Dai Chengfeng's hand gripped her wrist firmly like an iron clamp.

Seeing her embarrassed and annoyed expression, Dai Chengfeng suddenly found it extremely amusing. He used force to pull Ning Rongrong towards him.

Ning Rongrong gasped in surprise, lost her balance, and fell into Dai Chengfeng's arms.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted over, and the girl's body was soft and warm. Through the thin fabric, one could feel her body temperature and slight trembling.

Dai Chengfeng put his arm around her waist, raised his other hand, and before she could react, he had already pressed her onto his lap.

"W-what are you doing!"

Ning Rongrong panicked and placed her hands on Dai Chengfeng's chest, trying to push him away.

But Dai Chengfeng was too strong, and her struggles were futile.

"Since you don't want that reward, let's choose another one."

Dai Chengfeng's voice rang out above her head, tinged with amusement.

"What..." Ning Rongrong hadn't finished speaking when she felt Dai Chengfeng's hand land on her buttocks.

A light but not heavy blow.

Ning Rongrong froze.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

She could feel the warmth of Dai Chengfeng's palm, which was clearly transmitted to her skin through the fabric of her dress.

The touch wasn't painful, it was even quite light, but the shame it brought surged over her like a tidal wave, instantly overwhelming her.

“Dai, Dai Chengfeng…”

Ning Rongrong's voice trembled, filled with disbelief, "You, you..."

"How about this reward?" Dai Chengfeng asked, his voice calm and devoid of emotion.

Ning Rongrong's mind went blank.

Did Dai Chengfeng find out?

Do you have some kind of... strange reaction if you know you've been hit?

This thought made her feel hot all over, and her struggles unconsciously weakened. She even... even unconsciously raised her hips slightly.

"What kind of reward is this...?"

She retorted defiantly, but her voice was barely audible, trembling without her even realizing it, "It's clearly punishment... it's bullying..."

Dai Chengfeng did not answer, but simply felt the changes in the delicate body beneath his palm.

The body, which was originally stiff, tensed up after he gently patted it, and then strangely relaxed a little, even... almost imperceptibly moving closer to his palm.

Even through the thin fabric of her skirt, her buttocks seemed slightly warm.

A knowing glint flashed in his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

It seems he was right.

"Oh? Is it a punishment?"

He spoke slowly, his voice low and tinged with a hint of mockery, "But why do I feel like some people... don't think that way?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand again and brought it down with neither too much nor too little force.

"Snapped."

The crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet room, accompanied by Ning Rongrong's short gasp, but mostly by suppressed, soft gasps.

She buried her face in Dai Chengfeng's shoulder and neck, the scalding heat seeping through her clothes.

She could clearly feel the changes in her body; that familiar, shameful tingling sensation was spreading from the place where she was being slapped, making her legs weak and forcing her to cling to him even tighter.

"Waaah... Stop, stop hitting me..." she protested indistinctly, but her voice lacked strength and sounded more like a coquettish plea.

"Why don't you hit him?"

Dai Chengfeng asked deliberately, but his hands didn't stop moving. It was still the same kind of force that didn't hurt, but was clear enough to remind her what was happening.

"Isn't this the punishment you mentioned? Since it's a punishment, you should remember it."

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

(End of this chapter)