Bibi Dong's eyes were slightly wide open, her purple irises filled with tension.
Although she was accustomed to kissing Dai Chengfeng and even more intimate contact, this was still the Pope's Hall, not some private place. Moreover, they were standing right in the center of the grand hall.
Thus, Bibi Dong instinctively began to struggle, pushing against Dai Chengfeng's sturdy chest with both hands, trying to break free from his grasp.
However…
Dai Chengfeng felt her resistance but showed no intention of letting go. Instead, he deepened the kiss.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong could only turn her head away.
She panted heavily, trying to steady her disrupted breathing and racing heartbeat.
Her amethyst-like eyes glistened with moisture, glaring at Dai Chengfeng with a mix of anger and an unnoticeable hint of panic.
"Dai Chengfeng! You… you don't even consider where we are! You… don't go too far!"
Bibi Dong's voice carried a slight pant, striving to maintain her dignity, but her lips, kissed to a glistening shine, undermined that authority.
"Teacher, where have I gone too far?"
Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his fingertips gently brushing over Bibi Dong's flushed cheek, feeling the warmth beneath the delicate skin.
Instead of backing off, he leaned even closer, almost touching her earlobe, his breath hot: "Don't worry, didn't you just send Elder Guimei away and specifically order that no one should disturb us?"
"This place is very safe…"
"And when you gave that order… did you not anticipate something might happen?"
"You!"
Bibi Dong was speechless, her cheeks growing even hotter.
When she issued that command, she indeed intended to isolate the outside world to properly "interrogate" this rebellious disciple. Who would have thought… it would become the basis for his audacity!
This cunning little bastard!
Bibi Dong was about to retort, but Dai Chengfeng didn't give her the chance.
Dai Chengfeng lowered his head again, kissing her lips and sealing all unfinished reproaches within their mouths.
"Mmm…"
At first, Bibi Dong still pushed against Dai Chengfeng's shoulders with her hands, her fingertips even pressing firmly into his clothing.
But gradually, the force of her hands on Dai Chengfeng's shoulders dissipated unconsciously, and her tense body slowly softened.
It seemed she tacitly permitted Dai Chengfeng's gentle intrusion.
Feeling Bibi Dong's change, Dai Chengfeng smiled, deepening the kiss, making it more passionate and intense.
Soon, Bibi Dong's consciousness blurred under this dizzying intimacy. Eventually, her hands, which had been pushing him away, unknowingly wrapped around Dai Chengfeng's neck, skillfully responding to his advances.
Her response undoubtedly acted as the best catalyst.
Dai Chengfeng's arms tightened abruptly, pulling her deeper into his embrace, kissing her more fervently and passionately.
For a moment, the vast and solemn Pope's Hall fell silent, with only the sound of Dai Chengfeng and Bibi Dong's gradually synchronized rapid breathing and ambiguous kisses softly echoing.
...
After a long while, until Bibi Dong was completely out of breath, the two finally separated.
At this moment, Bibi Dong lay in Dai Chengfeng's arms, breathing heavily, her exquisite face flushed with a captivating blush.
Her amethyst-like eyes shimmered with moisture, the previous cold questioning and dignity shattered by this prolonged kiss, leaving only a trace of confusion and feigned composure.
Once her breathing wasn't so rapid, she regained some strength.
She raised her hand, using the back of it to wipe her slightly swollen lips, attempting to erase the suggestive shine and Dai Chengfeng's lingering scent.
Simultaneously, she took a deep breath, striving to calm her somewhat chaotic soul fluctuations and heartbeat. Her voice attempted to return to its usual coldness but inevitably carried a slight hoarseness:
"Enough! You insolent disciple, you've kissed and hugged enough, now… shouldn't you leave?!"
She rose from Dai Chengfeng's arms, avoiding looking at his smug face, her gaze fixed on the heavy doors of the Pope's Hall, emphasizing her words:
"I still have important matters to discuss with the elders of Douluo Hall, I really don't have time to fool around with you anymore!"
However, Dai Chengfeng seemed rooted to the spot, not only refusing to leave but also cheerfully taking another step closer, almost pressing against Bibi Dong's back, his warm breath brushing her ear:
"Teacher, you're sending me away already? I haven't had enough yet."
Bibi Dong turned sharply, her eyebrows furrowed, her soul power subtly fluctuating around her, carrying a threatening aura:
"Dai Chengfeng! If you don't leave now, do you believe I'll really throw you out?!"
Her words were filled with menace; if an ordinary Title Douluo heard them, they would likely be terrified.
But Dai Chengfeng seemed oblivious to the threat, instead leisurely walking to a nearby chair, sitting down naturally, even adjusting to a comfortable position.
He raised his eyes, gazing intently at Bibi Dong:
"Teacher, if you can bear it, then go ahead."
"I won't resist, let teacher deal with me as you wish."
"You!"
Bibi Dong was exasperated, pointing at Dai Chengfeng, her fingertip even gathering a faint glow of soul power, the purple light flickering at her fingertips.
Clearly, Bibi Dong viewed Dai Chengfeng as a little rascal.
He repeatedly challenged her limits, repeatedly committed acts of insubordination, engaging in various unforgivable and disrespectful behaviors.
Yet…
She seemed unable to strike him hard.
Every burst of anger and reprimand always seemed to end up as another form of indulgence.
The glow of soul power at her fingertips flickered uncertainly.
Ultimately, Bibi Dong waved her hand, and the glow of soul power dissipated instantly.
She sighed helplessly, her tone filled with a compromise she herself hadn't noticed:
"Dai Chengfeng, what do you want to leave?"
Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng reached out, wrapping his arm around Bibi Dong's slender waist, pulling the unsuspecting Pope into his embrace, seating her sideways on his lap.
This posture was extremely intimate and possessive, and Bibi Dong instinctively tried to struggle and rise:
"Insolence! You…"
Before she finished her sentence, Dai Chengfeng had already lowered his head, his warm lips accurately capturing her delicate and sensitive earlobe, gently nibbling with his teeth.
"Mmm…"
A strong tingling sensation instantly shot through her body from her earlobe. Bibi Dong's body trembled violently, and her impending scolding instantly turned into a suppressed moan.
Her hand, originally intending to push him away, instantly lost its strength, falling limply onto his shoulder.
"Teacher… do you remember what I've always wanted?"
Dai Chengfeng breathed hotly into Bibi Dong's ear, his voice low and full of anticipation.
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