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A hundred miles outside Spirit City, in the inn.
On the second floor, inside a quiet room, Bibi Dong had just entered and set down Qiu'er when the door clicked shut behind her, cutting off the outside noise.
She hadn't even had time to turn on the lights or take in the room's layout.
Dai Chengfeng had already stepped forward. From behind her, he pulled Bibi Dong—this enchanting figure who captivated his mind—into his arms.
His movements were swift, tinged with a long-suppressed urgency, but softened into a deep, possessive embrace the moment he touched her.
His arm slid beneath her shirt, encircling her slender yet seemingly powerful waist. His warm palm pressed against the soft curves of her side…
At this moment, Dai Chengfeng could clearly feel the unique texture of Bibi Dong's skin, unmistakably hers.
"Teacher…"
Dai Chengfeng murmured softly, one hand naturally moving upward to gently grasp Bibi Dong's cool, jade-like hand. His fingers intertwined with hers, locking tightly with her delicate knuckles.
His face almost buried itself in the cascade of purple hair that fell like silk.
His breathing instantly grew hot and deep, inhaling the cold, rich fragrance that lingered in her hair, like moonlit orchids.
"Don't be naughty. We haven't had dinner yet, and I haven't bathed…"
Bibi Dong looked at Dai Chengfeng behind her with a hint of helplessness. Though she had anticipated that he might try something, she hadn't expected him to be so impatient…
Still, a strange sense of pride flickered in her heart for a moment.
It seemed her allure was still…
But soon, Bibi Dong suddenly felt something was amiss. How could she think like this?
What are you thinking, Bibi Dong!
You're only close to Dai Chengfeng because of the power of the God of Wrath within him. He's just a tool… yes, nothing more than a tool…
Even as she thought this, her body instinctively leaned back against Dai Chengfeng's chest.
It seemed her body had grown accustomed to intimacy with him.
"Teacher…"
At this moment, feeling the subtle changes in Bibi Dong's body, another low, almost inaudible murmur escaped from Dai Chengfeng's throat.
He pressed against the nape of Bibi Dong's neck, his warm breath brushing over her delicate skin.
The strength of his embrace increased slightly, filled with possessiveness.
Outside the window, the remaining light of day was thin and dim, barely outlining the two figures pressed tightly together near the door and the silhouette of Dai Chengfeng's face buried in her purple hair.
As for the expression of the Pope in his arms—whether ripples stirred in her deep purple eyes, whether her perfect lips were pursed or slightly parted—all were concealed in the shadowy intimacy of their embrace and the curtain of falling hair, hidden from prying eyes.
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Time slowly passed.
Downstairs in the lobby, Liu Erlong sat alone under the flickering shadows, sipping cold water sip by sip. But her gaze remained fixed on the top of the stairs, silently waiting.
Just as she was about to lose patience and consider making a loud commotion to draw Dai Chengfeng downstairs…
Thump, thump, thump…
The sound of someone descending the stairs echoed, and a figure appeared at the top, slowly making its way down step by step.
It was Dai Chengfeng.
He had changed his clothes.
No longer clad in the dusty outfit from before, he now wore a soft, well-tailored, moon-white silk robe.
The wide sleeves swayed lazily with each step, and the collar was slightly open, revealing faint red marks. His expression carried an indescribable sense of languid satisfaction.
Step by step, he descended the stairs, his posture relaxed.
In the corner of the lobby below, Liu Erlong's heart skipped a beat!
She instinctively held her breath, leaning forward slightly, almost rising from her chair.
He's here!
He's finally come down!
The innkeeper behind the counter noticed Dai Chengfeng the moment he appeared.
When he saw the obviously fresh silk robe Dai Chengfeng was wearing, his mouth dropped open. The envy that had been simmering in his heart instantly intensified…
This young master not only spent private time with that heavenly beauty but… he even changed clothes?!
What happened between them was self-evident!
The innkeeper's gaze was filled with naked envy and jealousy, his teeth practically rotting from the sourness of it all.
Dai Chengfeng paid no attention to the innkeeper's envious stare.
He walked up to the counter and lightly tapped the surface with his fingers. "Boss, why hasn't the hot water been sent up yet? How much longer do we have to wait?"
"Ah! Master, please wait! Please wait!"
The innkeeper snapped out of his daze, bowing deeply and speaking rapidly. "Our establishment… is small, with few hands. The hot water has to be boiled on the spot!"
"Just now… I've already gone to check! It's being heated right now! It'll be ready soon! At most… another cup of tea's time! Once it's ready, I guarantee it'll be sent up immediately! I wouldn't dare delay your rest with Madam!"
As he spoke, he stole glances at Dai Chengfeng's silk robe, his suspicions growing stronger. His envy of Dai Chengfeng's "good fortune" reached new heights.
Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng furrowed his brow slightly, clearly dissatisfied with the pace, but said nothing more, simply nodding faintly:
"Mm, hurry up. And bring dinner up as well."
With that, he turned to head back upstairs.
However, at that very moment!
Klang!
A somewhat abrupt, muffled sound came from the corner of the lobby.
It was Liu Erlong!
Seeing Dai Chengfeng about to leave after asking his question, she panicked!
She had waited so long, finally catching him coming downstairs. How could she let him go back up just like that?
Wait again?
Who knew if he'd come back down once he went up?
What if he decided to… rest directly?
In her urgency, she abandoned all thoughts of her "perfect plan" to create a chance encounter or make him feel guilty.
Almost instinctively, she slammed the coarse clay cup in her hand onto the table!
The sound wasn't loud, but it rang out clearly in the relatively quiet lobby.
Sure enough, Dai Chengfeng paused mid-step.
Drawn by the sound, he turned his head slowly, curiosity evident in his expression.
Soon, his gaze landed on the woman sitting alone in the corner, clad in sleek black leather, her voluptuous figure breathtaking.
Dai Chengfeng's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly. The languid post-coital satisfaction on his face vanished, replaced by a clear look of surprise.
Liu Erlong?!
Why is she here?!
Dai Chengfeng's mind raced. After all, the journey from Tian Dou City to Spirit City was no short distance…
And considering her appearance at this remote inn, deliberately making noise, the answer was obvious.
She had chased him here!
For the Soul-Shaping Pill? For Yu Xiaogang?
Understanding dawned in Dai Chengfeng's mind, accompanied by a flicker of amusement.
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