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

Chapter 626 Bibi Dong's Little Feet

The next day, early morning.

Morning light streamed through the gaps in the heavy velvet curtains into the bedroom, casting pale golden streaks on the smooth marble floor.

Dai Chengfeng woke up first.

He remained in a side-lying position, his arm still loosely wrapped around Bibi Dong's waist.

The night passed, and he remained in the same position. His arms were starting to feel numb, but he didn't want to move at all.

Bibi Dong was still fast asleep.

She faced him, her sleeping face peaceful, lacking her usual sternness and aloofness, revealing a rare tenderness.

Long, thick eyelashes cast a soft, fan-shaped shadow under her eyes, and her breathing was even and deep.

Her hair, scattered on the pillow, was a little messy, with a few strands of black hair clinging to her fair cheeks, swaying slightly with her breath.

Dai Chengfeng watched quietly, his gaze slowly moving from her eyebrows and eyes to her slightly parted lips, then to her beautifully shaped jawline, and finally to the collarbone that was exposed from the neckline of her bathrobe.

The morning light fell perfectly there, making that skin appear as smooth and lustrous as jade.

He stared for a long time, until the sunlight shifted a fraction of an inch, before he moved his body very gently and carefully, trying to pull his numb arm back without waking her.

However, the slightest movement still disturbed her sleep.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, unconsciously snuggling closer to him, letting out a barely audible nasal sound, as if expressing her dissatisfaction.

Dai Chengfeng immediately stopped and dared not move again.

After a while, Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Upon waking, her eyes were still somewhat dazed, misty with tears, as she gazed at the face so close to hers.

After a few seconds, those purple eyes gradually focused, regained their clarity, and were once again covered with that usual, subtle sense of distance.

"woke up?"

Dai Chengfeng asked in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse from the early morning.

Bibi Dong didn't respond, but just stared at him intently. After a moment, she gave a barely perceptible "hmm," then shifted her gaze from his face to the light streaming in through the window.

"What time is it?"

"It's still early."

Dai Chengfeng raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. "You can sleep a little longer."

Bibi Dong shook her head and tried to sit up.

Dai Chengfeng released his arm at the right moment, allowing her to get up.

The hem of her silk robe opened slightly with her movement. She glanced down, then used her slender fingers to gather the collar and cover the exposed skin again.

Dai Chengfeng also sat up, leaned against the headboard, and looked at her with a smile.

Bibi Dong has a unique beauty in the morning light.

The robe hung loosely on her body, revealing one rounded shoulder and delicate collarbone.

Her long hair was disheveled and loose, with a few strands hanging down her chest, the ends still slightly damp from last night.

A lingering blush of sleepiness remained on her cheeks, and her eyes and brows exuded a sense of languor.

"What are you looking at?"

Bibi Dong noticed his undisguised gaze and glanced at him sideways.

“Look at the teacher,” Dai Chengfeng answered frankly, “You are beautiful in the morning light.”

Bibi Dong didn't reply, but simply looked away, lifted the covers, and prepared to get out of bed.

Dai Chengfeng noticed this, got out of bed before her, and reached out to grasp her feet that were dangling over the edge of the bed.

"The ground is cold."

Bibi Dong's body stiffened slightly.

Her feet were exceptionally beautiful, with graceful arches, long and slender toes, and neatly trimmed nails with a faint pink hue.

Held in Dai Chengfeng's hand, her fair skin contrasted sharply with his tanned palm.

"Let go."

She spoke softly, her voice devoid of emotion.

Dai Chengfeng seemed not to hear her, instead gently stroking the back of her foot with his thumb. The skin there was delicate and smooth, with an excellent feel. "Dai Chengfeng," Bibi Dong emphasized.

"Ah."

He responded, but still didn't let go. Instead, he used his other hand to grasp her other foot, bringing her jade-like feet together and examining them closely in his palm.

"The teacher's feet are so beautiful."

He chuckled softly as he commented, his fingertips tracing the graceful lines of her arched foot.

Bibi Dong lowered her purple eyes slightly, looking at the pair of jade feet held in Dai Chengfeng's palm.

She suddenly chuckled softly, a languid and gentle laugh that echoed through the quiet bedchamber.

"Like it so much?"

She tilted her head slightly, her messy long hair slipping over her shoulder, the ends brushing lightly against Dai Chengfeng's hand.

Dai Chengfeng looked up and met those purple eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "I like it."

"Then..." Bibi Dong's voice trailed off, carrying an almost mischievous teasing tone, "...a kiss?"

Dai Chengfeng's hand paused slightly.

Bibi Dong's smile deepened, and she gently tapped his palm with her toe: "What, you're disgusted?"

Dai Chengfeng raised his eyes and looked at those purple eyes that were now filled with a playful light.

He knew this was another side of Bibi Dong—a lazy and willful demeanor that she would occasionally reveal when no one was around.

This is a gesture that belongs only to this moment, a gesture that is uniquely revealed to him.

“Teacher,” he said in a low voice, “you’re kidding me.”

“Yes.” Bibi Dong admitted readily, gently freeing her other foot from his grasp and using her toe to lift his chin. “I was just teasing you, so what?”

Dai Chengfeng grasped the jade-like foot that was playing tricks on his chin, feeling the delicate skin and cool touch in his palm.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the delicate toes that were slightly curled up, the nails gleaming with a healthy pink luster.

“When I was eating you,” Bibi Dong suddenly spoke, her voice calm and even, “I didn’t see you refuse.”

Dai Chengfeng was stunned.

"What, what I said is wrong?"

She tilted her head slightly, her tone carrying an almost naive doubt, "Before, I gave you..."

"Ahem, that's different."

Dai Chengfeng hurriedly spoke, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Why is it different?"

Bibi Dong pressed on, took a step forward, and stepped out of the shadows into the light.

Her clear, bright purple eyes met Dai Chengfeng's gaze. "Is it because those are my lips, and these are yours? Or is it because you think my feet are better than yours..."

"Teacher!" Dai Chengfeng said helplessly.

Seeing Dai Chengfeng's helpless expression, Bibi Dong gently withdrew her foot, her bare feet stepping onto the cool, smooth ground.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Her voice carried a hint of lazy laughter as she turned to walk towards the dressing table.

“But,” Dai Chengfeng grabbed her wrist from behind, his voice lowering, with a playful, deliberately drawn-out tone, “I want the teacher…”

Bibi Dong paused, glanced back at him sideways, a look that was both charming and reproachful.

"You disliked my feet," she raised her chin slightly, bringing up the past again, but her tone had softened, "and now you want me to give them to you..."

"teacher--"

Dai Chengfeng immediately adopted a wronged and coquettish tone, and gently shook her wrist.

He brought his face closer, his forehead almost touching her shoulder, his warm breath brushing against the bare skin of her neck. "How could I possibly dislike my teacher..."

Bibi Dong and Dai Chengfeng stared at each other for a moment, then Bibi Dong glanced at him, a look that seemed to be both angry and not angry.

Then, she gracefully bent her knees and slowly knelt on the soft, thick carpet, tilting her head slightly upwards...

(End of this chapter)