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

Chapter 671 Bathing
Dai Chengfeng held her ankle, lifting her small, jade-white foot. The morning light slanted through the window lattice onto her delicate skin, and water droplets slid down her graceful instep, refracting into colorful fragments in the halo of light.

Her feet were slender and beautiful, with smooth arches like a crescent moon. Her five toes were round and full, and her toenails were neatly trimmed with a faint pink hue, like newly blooming petals.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Dai Chengfeng didn't speak, but lowered his head and gently pressed his thumb on the sole of her foot, then slowly rubbed it along the curve of her arch.

His movements were extremely light, yet they carried a certain focus.

Bibi Dong felt an itch on the soles of her feet and couldn't help but pull her feet back, but he held them even tighter.

The delicate touch from the soles of her feet made her ears burn slightly, and she couldn't help but chide, "You...you could be a little gentler."

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his fingers slowly tracing the perfect curve of her arch, the water droplets being crushed into tiny sparkles between his knuckles.

"Good good..."

"However, His Holiness the Pope's feet are indeed beautiful."

Bibi Dong felt her ears burning under his focused gaze and couldn't help but pull her foot back, but Dai Chengfeng held her ankle firmly so she couldn't move.

She gave a soft snort, her tone tinged with disdain, a hint of mockery flashing in her purple eyes:
"you……"

"You have some unusual hobbies, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng raised his head, his eyebrows slightly raised, and smiled frankly: "No."

Bibi Dong clearly didn't believe it, and snorted, "Who are you kidding? What normal person would play with someone else's feet like that?"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his voice resonating from his chest, warm and moist: "Believe it or not."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and carefully rubbed between her toes with his fingertips, gently massaging each toe as if to confirm that they were intact.

Bibi Dong felt itchy and numb from his teasing, and couldn't help but kick him: "Stop it...it itches."

Dai Chengfeng grabbed her fidgeting ankle, looked up at her, and asked with a smile in his eyes, "Then I'm not playing anymore?"

Bibi Dong glared at him: "You'd better be."

But as soon as she finished speaking, Dai Chengfeng suddenly leaned down and placed a very light kiss on the instep of her foot.

Bibi Dong froze, her face flushed crimson, even her ears burned: "Dai Chengfeng!"

He looked up, his face innocent: "This isn't playing around, is it? It was just a kiss."

Bibi Dong was so angry that she wanted to kick him, but he grabbed her other foot and, just like before, played with it carefully.

"you……"

She gritted her teeth and said, "If you keep doing this, I'm not talking to you anymore."

Dai Chengfeng finally released her feet, smiled, and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Okay, okay, I'm done playing."

He took the floral water again and continued to wash her body.

This time he was much more well-behaved, only his hands lingered on her body, occasionally staying a little longer in her soft spots, causing her to breathe softly.

The water gradually cooled down, and the mist thinned out a bit.

Bibi Dong leaned against him, her voice soft: "...Are you done washing?"

"Ah."

Dai Chengfeng lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "So clean you could eat it directly."

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him but didn't refute him. She simply raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck: "Carry me back."

Dai Chengfeng responded and lifted her out of the water. Water droplets slid down their intertwined bodies, splashing tiny water droplets on the jade ground.

He took the warm, white bath towel from the side and wrapped it around her, as if holding a fragile treasure, carefully drying the water off her body.

Bibi Dong was wrapped in a bath towel, with only her head showing. Her purple hair was wet and stuck to the side of her face, making her look obedient and delicate.

She reached out and grabbed his collar, whispering, "Go back to bed."

Dai Chengfeng chuckled: "So eager?"

Bibi Dong looked up at him and glared: "I'm cold."

"Okay." Dai Chengfeng stopped teasing her, carried her through the side room, and returned to the main bed in the bedroom.

The gauze curtains were lowered, and the morning light had become even brighter, making the entire bedroom feel warm and cozy.

Dai Chengfeng gently placed her on the couch, then followed her up and slowly peeled off the bath towel.

Bibi Dong lay naked on the brocade quilt, her skin flushed a light pink from the steaming hot water, like a freshly peeled lychee, crystal clear.

He leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose: "Are you still cold?"

Bibi Dong reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down, her voice low: "You're not cold anymore..."

She paused, then added, "...but I still want you to hold me."

Dai Chengfeng felt a surge of heat in his heart and lowered his head to kiss her.

This kiss was extremely slow, as if making up for what they hadn't had time to do in the bath earlier.

His hand moved up from her waist, covering her soft skin, his fingertips gently caressing her, causing her breathing to become erratic.

Bibi Dong took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist, and her legs followed suit, clinging to him like vines.

"Chengfeng..."

Her voice had a slightly nasal tone, "Don't stop."

Dai Chengfeng responded softly, his kiss moving from the corner of her lips to the side of her neck, and then down...

Bibi Dong tilted her head back, her throat emitting soft, labored breaths, and she dug her fingertips into his hair, gripping it tightly.

As the morning light shifts, the gauze curtains sway gently.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely.

Dai Chengfeng's kiss landed on her lower abdomen, then moved to her waist, and finally returned to her lips.

Bibi Dong suddenly rolled over and pinned him down again.

Her long hair fell down, obscuring both of their faces.

She leaned down and kissed his neck, gently nibbling at it with her teeth.

Dai Chengfeng groaned, gripping her waist with both hands, his voice hoarse: "Dong'er... are you trying to bite me again?"

Bibi Dong raised her head, her purple eyes glistening with tears, and a domineering smile curled at the corners of her lips: "Mm."

She lowered her head and kissed his chest, moving downwards as if to repay him double for everything he had just given her.

Dai Chengfeng tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, his chest heaving, and his fingers tightening on her back.

“Dong’er…” his voice was low and hoarse, “If you keep doing this… I really can’t take it anymore.”

Bibi Dong chuckled, her voice seductive: "Then... don't hold back."

As she spoke, she leaned down and kissed his lips.

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The morning light completely flooded the windowpanes, turning the gauze curtains a soft honey color.

The bedchamber was filled with a lazy warmth, and a faint sweet fragrance floated in the air, the unique scent of Bibi Dong, mixed with the thin layer of sweat that had seeped out when she was aroused.

Dai Chengfeng propped his head up to the side, his gaze quietly fixed on the woman beside him.

Bibi Dong lay on her side under the brocade quilt, her purple hair cascading down her pillow like a waterfall, a few strands damp with sweat, clinging to her flushed cheeks and neck.

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes casting fine shadows beneath them. Her breathing had gradually calmed, yet still carried a hint of post-coital languor.

His gaze slowly traced her features—from her smooth forehead to her pert nose, and then to her slightly swollen yet still sensual lips.

My gaze continued downwards, sweeping over her beautifully sculpted collarbone. Thin beads of sweat condensed on her fair skin, reflecting the morning light and making her appear like a piece of carefully crafted, warm jade that had just been soaked in clear water, radiating a breathtaking vibrancy and brilliance.

(End of this chapter)