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

Chapter 618 Ning Rongrong's Special Little Quirk

Every slap Dai Chengfeng delivered sent a shiver down Ning Rongrong's spine.

She bit her lower lip, trying hard not to make any strange noises, but her increasingly disordered breathing and her increasingly limp body betrayed her.

She felt like she was melting, her head spinning.

“Dai Chengfeng…”

She finally couldn't hold back any longer and called his name in a tearful voice, but she didn't know whether she wanted him to stop or... continue.

Dai Chengfeng stopped. "Do you know you were wrong?"

He asked, his breath brushing against her flushed earlobe.

Ning Rongrong had no idea what the "mistake" he was asking about was; her mind was a complete mess. She just instinctively nodded haphazardly, following his words, a few strands of hair damp with sweat sticking to her cheeks.

"I know, I know..."

"What's wrong?"

But he wouldn't let her off the hook; he insisted on getting to the bottom of it.

Ning Rongrong was speechless; how could she know where she had gone wrong?

She just... just couldn't take it anymore.

"I...I shouldn't...I shouldn't have run around like that..."

She made up a reason haphazardly, her voice weak.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, the vibration of his chest clearly transmitted to her.

"This doesn't count."

He leaned closer, his lips almost touching her ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Think about it again... shouldn't you be keeping some things from me?"

Ning Rongrong's body suddenly stiffened.

He knew! He knew she... had that unspeakable...

A tremendous sense of shame instantly overwhelmed her, a hundred times greater than when she had been spanked earlier.

She wished she could find a crack in the ground to disappear into and never come out again.

“I, I didn’t…”

She denied it in vain, her voice weak and utterly unconvincing.

Dai Chengfeng didn't say anything, but just slapped him again.

"Ok!"

Ning Rongrong let out a short cry, and her body trembled again.

"Really do not have?"

"me……"

Ning Rongrong stammered "I" for a long time, then finally gave in and buried her burning face even deeper into his neck, admitting in a soft, resigned sob, "I..."
"I'm sorry... I... I'm acting a little strange... Please don't tell anyone..."

Dai Chengfeng finally let go of her hand, then put his arm around her waist, holding her more firmly in his arms, letting her sit on his lap, and gently patting her back like soothing a frightened cat.

"Okay, stop crying, stop crying..."

Dai Chengfeng's voice returned to its usual gentle tone, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible pity.

"What's so strange about that? Everyone... has their own little secrets and quirks, it's normal."

Ning Rongrong sobbed in his arms, looked up at him with her wet eyes, her eyes and the tip of her nose red, like a pitiful little rabbit:
"Don't you...don't you think I'm...ashamed?"

"do not think so."

Dai Chengfeng raised his hand and gently wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye with his fingertip. "I just didn't expect that our fearless Miss Ning would be afraid of this."

"Who, who is afraid!"

Ning Rongrong retorted instinctively, but then realized it was wrong, her face turned even redder, and she lowered her head to avoid looking at him.

Dai Chengfeng smiled and stopped teasing her. He simply held her and let her calm down.

The room fell silent, save for Ning Rongrong's gradually steady breathing and the occasional birdsong from outside the window. After a long while, Ning Rongrong asked softly:

"So... what are you going to do about this ring?"

"What do you mean?"

Dai Chengfeng played with a strand of her soft hair.

"It's...that resonance..." Ning Rongrong's voice trailed off, "Do you...do you want to use it?"

Dai Chengfeng paused, looking down at her.

Ning Rongrong was also secretly glancing at him. Their eyes met, and she quickly looked away. The blush on her ears, which had just faded a little, was now spreading again.

Looking at the shy and bashful appearance of the girl in his arms, and feeling the faint warmth emanating from the jade ring on her finger, Dai Chengfeng's heart stirred slightly.

"Yes, why not?"

He spoke slowly, his fingers twirling a strand of her hair, “Such a good thing, wouldn’t it be a waste not to use it? Maybe… it will come in very handy in the future.”

However, Dai Chengfeng spoke again soon after, his voice tinged with regret:
"It's a pity there's only one ring; I can't use it even if I wanted to."

Ning Rongrong shifted in his arms, raised her still slightly flushed face, and nodded:

"Yes... but since we were able to buy one, there might be a second one. We'll definitely come across one someday."

"Why don't we go and take a look at the market in Wuhun City now?"

Dai Chengfeng suggested that he remove his hand from her back and instead gently comb her slightly messy hair.

Ning Rongrong was slightly taken aback: "Now?"

"Yes, strike while the iron is hot."

Dai Chengfeng said, "Although I don't think the chances are great, it wouldn't hurt to go for a walk. You should go out for a stroll too."

He phrased it tactfully, but Ning Rongrong immediately understood what he meant—she had just experienced such an emotional upheaval and did indeed need to shift her focus.

Moreover, his willingness to accompany her carries a sense of reassurance.

A warm feeling welled up inside her. Ning Rongrong stood up from his lap, straightened her skirt, her cheeks still flushed, but her eyes had already lit up:

"Great! Let's go now! I know where the biggest trading market in Wuhun City is!"

Seeing her instantly regain her energy, a smile flickered in Dai Chengfeng's eyes.

This was the Ning Rongrong he knew; her emotions came and went quickly, like a perpetually curious little witch cat.

"You tidy up first, I'll wait for you outside."

Dai Chengfeng stood up, casually ruffled her hair, and turned to leave the room.

The door closed gently. Ning Rongrong stood there stunned for a few seconds before quickly walking to the dressing table.

The girl in the mirror had flushed cheeks and slightly swollen eyes, looking as if she had just been bullied.

She stomped her foot in frustration, quickly splashed cold water on her face, and then carefully tidied her hair and clothes.

After she finished tidying up, she took a deep breath and pushed open the door to go out.

Dai Chengfeng was indeed waiting in the corridor. When she came out, his gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then he extended his hand:

"Let's go."

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then placed her hand in his palm, her face flushing slightly.

The two soon left the Spirit Hall.

The main street of Wuhun City was wide and bustling, and the sun was shining brightly in the afternoon.

Shops lined both sides of the street, their various signs swaying gently in the wind. Shouts, bargaining, and the sound of wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs mingled together, creating a bustling and vibrant atmosphere.

As soon as Ning Rongrong stepped onto the street, she regained her usual liveliness. She pulled Dai Chengfeng along, heading towards the south of the city with practiced ease.

"The largest market in Wuhun City is in the South City, which is divided into several districts. There are places that sell ordinary daily necessities, places that sell soul beast materials, and places that specialize in selling antiques and rare treasures."

As she walked, she explained in a light and cheerful voice, "If we're looking for a ring, we should go to the antiques section or the rare items section."

(End of this chapter)