Dai Chengfeng took advantage of the moment to grasp her delicate fist and press it against his chest, letting her feel his equally rapid heartbeat. He chuckled softly.
"Only teasing Teacher."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong tried to pull her hand back, but he held it firmly in place.
She glared at him, but her gaze had already lost its initial sharpness, leaving only the embarrassment of being exposed and a trace of indulgence she herself hadn't noticed.
Dai Chengfeng lowered his head, gazing at the rare sight of her completely unguarded, enchanting demeanor. A surge of love filled his heart, almost overflowing.
Unable to resist, he pressed gentle, cherished kisses on her smooth forehead, trailing down over her trembling eyelashes, pert nose, and finally returning to her slightly swollen lips for a soft peck.
He whispered tenderly, his voice hoarse and sensual with emotion:
"Sleep, Teacher. The sky… is about to brighten."
With that, Dai Chengfeng sat up.
Bibi Dong looked at him curiously. "And you? Are you leaving?"
Dai Chengfeng gave her a suggestive smile. "Don't I need to wash my fingers?"
"You!"
Bibi Dong was instantly annoyed again, delivering another light punch to Dai Chengfeng. "Go away!"
After saying that, she turned her back to him and ignored him.
Dai Chengfeng just smiled, quickly coming and going. By the time he returned, Bibi Dong had already closed her eyes.
Dai Chengfeng chuckled as he lay behind Bibi Dong, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her entirely into his embrace.
Bibi Dong let out a soft "Mmm," her voice delicate and weary, tinged with drowsiness.
She adjusted herself in Dai Chengfeng's arms, finding a more comfortable position. She rested her flushed cheek against his firm, warm chest, listening to his strong and slightly rapid heartbeat before closing her eyes again.
Dai Chengfeng pulled the soft, silky quilt over them, tightly wrapping the two together. His arm remained possessively around her waist, his chin lightly resting on the top of her head…
Feeling the warmth, softness, and reality of the body in his arms, an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and peace overwhelmed him.
The bedchamber returned to silence, with only the gradually steady and prolonged breathing of the two.
Outside the window, the moonlight slowly descended westward, and the deepest darkness before dawn quietly enveloped the land.
Dai Chengfeng watched Bibi Dong's serene sleeping face nestled in his arms. Her long lashes cast soft shadows beneath her eyelids like butterfly wings, and her lips seemed to carry a faint, content curve.
Gradually, Dai Chengfeng also drifted off to sleep.
Early the next morning, just as the sky was beginning to lighten and the chill of night had yet to be fully dispelled by the dawn, Dai Chengfeng quietly woke up.
He first felt the still-sleeping warmth in his arms and carefully, little by little, extracted his arm, which had been under Bibi Dong's head all night and was now somewhat numb.
The entire process was slow, careful not to wake her.
Then, he silently slipped out of bed, using the faint light filtering through the window to quickly and noiselessly dress himself.
After everything was in order, he returned to the bedside and paused to gaze.
Bibi Dong was still sleeping soundly. Her exquisite face appeared especially tranquil and gentle in the faint morning light, as if she had shed all her burdens.
Dai Chengfeng watched for a moment, then leaned down to gently kiss her smooth forehead.
Having done all this, he swiftly and silently left the Supreme Pontiff's bedchamber.
...
After leaving Bibi Dong's bedchamber, Dai Chengfeng headed directly toward his own room.
Originally, Dai Chengfeng wanted to spend a few more 'wonderful' days with Bibi Dong, but since Hu Liena had already come looking for him, it was likely that Zhu Zhuqing and his mother had begun to worry as well.
Therefore, albeit reluctantly, Dai Chengfeng returned.
Soon, Dai Chengfeng arrived at his room door and casually pushed it open.
After a night of intimacy with Bibi Dong and a quiet departure in the morning, though his spirit was still immersed in a sense of satisfied pleasure, his body couldn't help but feel a bit tired. At this moment, he only wanted to quickly lie down on his familiar bed for a short rest.
The room was dimly lit, with only a few weak rays of morning light seeping through the gaps in the curtains.
Dai Chengfeng habitually walked toward the bed, preparing to take off his outer garment when his movements suddenly halted.
He keenly sensed something unusual about the bed.
The originally flat quilt now had a human-shaped bulge.
Someone?
A flash of vigilance immediately crossed Dai Chengfeng's mind, but then a familiar scent relaxed his tense nerves.
The scent was cool with a familiar fragrance—it was Zhu Zhuqing.
Dai Chengfeng was somewhat surprised. "Why would this girl be sleeping in my bed at this hour? Did she wait for a long time?"
Thinking this, Dai Chengfeng softened his footsteps and quietly approached the bed.
By the faint light, he could see Zhu Zhuqing's side-lying figure, her back facing him. Her jet-black hair spread across the pillow, seemingly deeply asleep.
She probably waited too long and fell asleep from exhaustion.
Looking at this familiar and somewhat dependent scene, and comparing it to the noble teacher who was now peacefully asleep in the Supreme Pontiff's bedchamber…
A very subtle feeling surged in Dai Chengfeng's heart—some guilt, but more so a warmth from being cared for and waited upon.
He suppressed the swirling thoughts in his mind and gently leaned down, carefully lifting a corner of the quilt before lying down.
Then, he reached out his arm…
"Mmm!"
But the moment Dai Chengfeng's hand touched Zhu Zhuqing, the person in his arms trembled violently, instantly waking up. Her body instinctively tensed, and the fierce aura of a sensitive combat soul master was about to burst forth.
But the next second, the familiar scent and embrace allowed her to immediately recognize the person behind her.
Her tense body abruptly relaxed, but the irritation from being disturbed had not completely dissipated.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't turn around. With a sleepy nasal tone and a hint of reproach, she softly asked:
"…Where have you been?"
Her voice was filled with worry and relief.
Dai Chengfeng had been absent for two nights in the Spirit Hall, leaving her no choice but to let her imagination run wild.
Dai Chengfeng's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained impassive. He buried his face in Zhu Zhuqing's neck, which carried a faint floral scent, and spoke with a slightly weary tone that sounded perfectly natural, reciting the prepared explanation:
"It's nothing. Teacher sent me on a confidential mission, and I've just returned."
Hearing that it was a mission personally assigned by Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, Zhu Zhuqing didn't ask further.
But she gently turned around in Dai Chengfeng's arms to face him. Her cat-like eyes in the dark carried a hint of resentment as she muttered a complaint:
"Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong is really something, sending you on a mission that takes so long without any news…"
"Doesn't she know you've just returned?"
Listening to Zhu Zhuqing defending him and unintentionally blaming the "culprit" who had just been intimate with him, a sense of guilt resurfaced in Dai Chengfeng's heart.
After all, a confidential mission?
What mission!?
These past two days, he had clearly been with the criticized "Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong," indulging in utmost intimacy.
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