Dai Chengfeng quietly held Bibi Dong for a moment, his gaze slowly drifting from her focused profile to the slightly exposed neckline caused by her sitting posture, and the graceful curves faintly outlined beneath her robe.
"Teacher, you are truly beautiful..."
Dai Chengfeng murmured in admiration, his eyes gradually becoming heated.
The hand that had been obediently resting around her waist began to misbehave...
His fingertips lightly grazed her side through the soft fabric, then tentatively moved to untie the sash of her robe.
Bibi Dong was reading a report about skirmishes among soul masters on the border when she felt his subtle movements. Her pen paused.
Without looking up, she pressed her free hand against his mischievous fingers, her tone tinged with exasperation:
"Don't fool around, wait until I finish these."
Dai Chengfeng's movements halted. He looked up at her serious profile and obediently stopped.
But he still held her, burying his face in the crook of her neck and nuzzling it, muttering softly: "Oh."
Bibi Dong thought Dai Chengfeng had settled down and refocused her attention.
However, Dai Chengfeng's "good behavior" was always temporary.
Not long after, perhaps feeling ignored because she was too engrossed in her work, he resumed his antics, this time even more audacious. His nimble fingers undid the sash and slipped inside her robe, caressing her smooth skin.
"Dai Chengfeng!"
Bibi Dong couldn't help but scold him under her breath, trying to evade his advances.
But with him tightly holding her, where could she escape?
With no choice, she put down her pen, turned to look at him, meeting his eyes filled with desire and feigned innocence.
Thinking of their impending separation tomorrow, the slight irritation of being disturbed by official duties was ultimately overwhelmed by a deeper sense of reluctance.
She glared at him, but her glare softened into an almost inaudible sigh.
Picking up her pen again, she tacitly allowed his behavior, only whispering: "...Don't go too far."
This was undoubtedly a signal of indulgence.
"Yes, Teacher!"
Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly and immediately became more active.
He no longer disturbed her reading but began asserting his dominance in another way—placing delicate, lingering kisses on her neck and behind her ear, while his hands grew bolder...
Bibi Dong endured the shivers coursing through her body and the rising temperature, striving to maintain her clarity and forcing herself to focus on the text.
This was undoubtedly a sweet torment.
Her speed in reviewing documents noticeably slowed, her cheeks flushed attractively, and her pen-holding fingers trembled slightly.
Throughout the process, she could only try to ignore the disturbances behind her and concentrate on the scrolls before her.
After a long while, as the setting sun bathed the room in warm golden light, Bibi Dong finally finished the last document, solemnly stamping it with the Pope's seal.
She exhaled deeply, as if completing a daunting task.
Almost simultaneously, with a hint of genuine annoyance, she forcefully pushed away Dai Chengfeng, who was still clinging to her, his actions growing increasingly bold.
Quickly pulling her robe back up, which had somehow slid down to her waist, and tightening the sash...
Only then did Bibi Dong turn to face Dai Chengfeng.
The flush on her cheeks had not yet completely faded, but her eyes had regained the dignity and seriousness befitting the Pope, staring steadily at him.
Dai Chengfeng, still savoring the moment, was taken aback by her sudden seriousness and asked in confusion:
"Teacher, what is it?"
Bibi Dong looked at this disciple who repeatedly made her break her own rules, leaving her both helpless and deeply attached. Her complex gaze eventually softened into a sigh.
She extended her hand, revealing a ring that had appeared in her palm.
The ring was ancient in design, entirely in a subdued silver color, engraved with intricate and mysterious patterns. At its center was a rice-grain-sized black gemstone that emitted a profound luster, subtly pulsating with contained energy.
Dai Chengfeng's attention was drawn to the ring; he could feel it was no ordinary ornament.
"Teacher, this is...?"
"You leave tomorrow."
Bibi Dong's voice was calm, yet carried a trace of concealed concern. "I have something for you."
As she spoke, Bibi Dong extended the ring to Dai Chengfeng, explaining:
"This ring is called 'Dark Star,' a rechargeable defensive soul-guidance artifact."
"When worn, it can automatically activate upon encountering a fatal attack, forming a protective shield capable of withstanding a full-force strike from a Soul Douluo level expert."
"It needs to be recharged each time, taking about a month. It is already fully charged now."
"A full-force strike from a Soul Douluo?!"
Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng's face instantly displayed shock.
He carefully took the ring, feeling its substantial weight and the immense energy contained within.
Soul Douluo-level experts were among the top existences on the entire continent. This ring equated to an extra life!
Its value was immeasurable.
This was undoubtedly a treasure that would drive countless soul masters mad with desire.
And Bibi Dong had given such a priceless treasure to him...
A strong wave of warmth surged through Dai Chengfeng's body, mingling gratitude and excitement.
He raised his head to look at Bibi Dong, his eyes swirling with emotion: "Teacher, this is too precious..."
Bibi Dong avoided his overly intense gaze, her tone remaining calm, as if she had merely handed over an ordinary item.
"There are unpredictable dangers outside. With this to protect you, I can... rest easier."
Before her words had faded, Dai Chengfeng abruptly reached out—not for the ring—but to tightly embrace her with a force as if wanting to meld her into his own body.
Caught off guard by his embrace, Bibi Dong let out a small gasp, nearly dropping the ring in her hand.
"Teacher..."
Dai Chengfeng buried his face in her neck, his voice muffled and thick with emotion, "Thank you."
Without further ado, he scooped Bibi Dong up and strode towards the wide bed.
"Dai Chengfeng! What are you doing! Put me down!" Bibi Dong exclaimed, struggling.
Dai Chengfeng held her even tighter, gazing at her flushed cheeks, his eyes brimming with deep affection and gratitude, his voice hoarse:
"Teacher has given me such a precious treasure, and as your disciple, I have nothing to offer in return... except..."
Before Bibi Dong could say anything more, Dai Chengfeng gently placed her on the soft bed.
Inside the chamber, the temperature rose once again.
The night passed in passionate embrace, lasting until the next morning.
Dai Chengfeng slowly rose, looking at the still-sleeping Bibi Dong beside him. This time, he did not disturb her but quietly got up.
After all, Dai Chengfeng didn't want to experience the pain of parting, even if it was just a temporary separation.
"Teacher..."
Dai Chengfeng sighed softly, placing a gentle kiss on Bibi Dong's forehead, then rose to dress and depart.
"I wonder if Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing are ready?"
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