Dai Chengfeng took a step back, satisfied with his "work," and then turned to look at Bibi Dong:
"Teacher, what do you think? Are you satisfied?"
Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes. When she saw her reflection in the mirror, her first reaction was one of surprise…
The woman in the mirror had skin as white as snow and features that seemed painted with precision. The subtle application of eyeshadow was just right, adding an air of nobility and feminine allure.
No matter how she looked at it, this version of herself was indeed more refined than usual.
Even though Bibi Dong had initially intended to use this opportunity to teach Dai Chengfeng a lesson, she now had no choice but to admit that he genuinely knew how to apply makeup.
And he did it well.
However, just as she was about to praise Dai Chengfeng, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.
She gazed at her reflection in the mirror and at Dai Chengfeng standing behind her. In that harmonious scene, she suddenly felt as if she were truly Dai Chengfeng's woman.
The emergence of this thought sent a chill through Bibi Dong's heart.
She immediately shook her head fiercely, trying to clear her mind and dispel what she considered an utterly absurd notion.
Inwardly, she sternly reminded herself: 'Men are all the same—none of them are good!'
'My closeness with Dai Chengfeng doesn't mean I'm his woman. From the very beginning, my sole purpose has been for the Asura Power within him.'
With these thoughts, Bibi Dong took a deep breath and set down the makeup brush.
When she stood up, her gaze had already returned to its usual coldness, and her tone became even colder: "Not bad. Let's go downstairs for breakfast."
"Hmm?"
Dai Chengfeng looked puzzled. "Just 'not bad'?"
He didn't understand why Bibi Dong had suddenly changed her attitude. After all, hadn't she seemed happy just moments ago?
However, Bibi Dong didn't answer Dai Chengfeng's confusion. She simply continued walking toward the door.
Her figure remained graceful, her demeanor cold and striking, but beneath her hair, her earlobes faintly reddened.
"Could this be… tsundere behavior?"
Dai Chengfeng watched Bibi Dong's retreating figure, feeling somewhat confused. But soon, he shook his head and followed her downstairs.
After all, how could he possibly fathom the thoughts of a woman?
Especially the thoughts of a possessive woman like Bibi Dong—he couldn't make heads or tails of her.
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Soon, the two descended the stairs.
At this moment, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Ning Rongrong, and Ning Fengyuan were already seated at a corner table, waiting for Dai Chengfeng and Bibi Dong.
After all, it had been agreed beforehand that everyone would travel together for the next leg of their journey.
Bibi Dong remained as cold as ever, merely nodding at Sword Douluo before taking her seat.
As for Dai Chengfeng, he greeted the three with a smile.
They all nodded in response.
However, after replying, Ning Rongrong gave Dai Chengfeng a peculiar look. "Dai Chengfeng, why do I feel like you're in an especially… good mood today?"
Dai Chengfeng paused for a moment, then smiled even more brightly. "Am I?"
"It might be because…"
"Eat."
But before Dai Chengfeng could finish his sentence, Bibi Dong coldly interrupted: "We need to finish eating so we can get on the road."
Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng chuckled mischievously but didn't say anything further. He simply shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands innocently, looking at Ning Rongrong as if to say:
'See? It's not that I don't want to talk.'
Then, he shrugged and sat down in his seat.
Ning Rongrong grew even more curious but didn't press further.
Soon, breakfast began.
Dai Chengfeng ate half-heartedly, clearly distracted. Occasionally, he stole glances at Bibi Dong beside him.
"How can I gradually make Bibi Dong accept me?"
"After all, I can't let things end completely between us five years from now, right?"
In the end, however, Dai Chengfeng couldn't come up with a good plan.
After all, Bibi Dong wasn't Qian Renxue. She wasn't so easy to win over.
"Forget it. I'll take it one step at a time. After all, Zhang Ailing once said that the path to a woman's soul is through…"
"First, I'll make Bibi Dong increasingly accustomed to being close to me."
With this thought, Dai Chengfeng seized the moment when Bibi Dong lowered her head to drink some porridge. His left hand suddenly reached under the table, gently grabbing her small hand. The warmth of his palm deliberately caressed the back of her hand.
"Hmm?"
Bibi Dong's entire body stiffened instantly. Her hand instinctively tried to pull back, but Dai Chengfeng held it tightly, leaving her no room to resist.
Using his thumb, Dai Chengfeng traced words onto her hand: "Teacher, your hand is so soft."
Dai Chengfeng was confident that Bibi Dong, as a Title Douluo, possessed extremely fine perception and would naturally sense what he was writing.
Sure enough, Bibi Dong's earlobes instantly turned bright red.
She glared fiercely at Dai Chengfeng, then lifted her foot, slamming the heel of her high-heeled shoe onto Dai Chengfeng's boot.
"Ouch!"
Dai Chengfeng winced in pain, letting out a soft hiss.
Upon hearing his pained sound, everyone at the table curiously looked up.
"Chengfeng, are you alright?"
Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
Meow meow~
In Dai Chengfeng's arms, Qiu'er, who was happily munching on a steamed bun with her two little paws, also looked up questioningly.
Dai Chengfeng reached out to pat Qiu'er's head, then glanced at Bibi Dong's warning glare and smiled, shaking his head.
"I'm fine. I just bumped into the table leg. Let's eat, let's eat…"
Upon hearing this, everyone silently rolled their eyes inwardly.
After all, given Dai Chengfeng's physical condition, which was as strong as a tiger's—even though he currently lacked soul power—
If the entire table were to fall on him, the table would shatter, and he'd remain unscathed.
Pain from bumping into a table corner?
This was nothing short of a joke.
But since Dai Chengfeng didn't want to explain, they didn't press further.
Everyone lowered their heads and continued eating their breakfast.
Bibi Dong, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. She even assumed that after what just happened, Dai Chengfeng would surely behave himself.
But the result?
Dai Chengfeng grew even bolder.
This time, he no longer contented himself with playing with Bibi Dong's small hand. Instead, he directly placed his hand on her smooth thigh, stroking her long legs and savoring the delicate texture.
"Dai! Cheng! Feng!"
At this moment, Bibi Dong's heart seethed with anger. She wished she could punish Dai Chengfeng severely right then and there to show him who was boss.
But with Sword Douluo present, she was too afraid of being discovered to make any drastic moves.
Thus, in the end…
Bibi Dong merely glared fiercely at Dai Chengfeng once more, as if to say, 'You insolent disciple who defies your master—just you wait!'
Then, she allowed Dai Chengfeng's touch to continue.
Seeing this result, Dai Chengfeng finally smiled with satisfaction. While still stroking Bibi Dong's smooth, long legs, he sighed inwardly:
'Mission accomplished!'
Though, truth be told, 'I could play with these legs for a whole year!'
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