Chapter 672
Bibi Dong's Flirting
Chapter 672 Bibi Dong's Flirting
At this moment, seemingly sensing Dai Chengfeng's gaze, Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
When she first woke up, her deep purple eyes were still covered with a thin layer of moisture, carrying a hint of languor and dazedness that was rare for her.
"What time is it?"
Her voice, hoarse from the early morning, added a touch of allure.
Dai Chengfeng leaned forward, his fingertips brushing against her warm cheek. "Three quarters past Chen Shi (7:45 AM)."
"You should rise and prepare for court, Your Holiness the Pope."
Bibi Dong, however, was like a cat craving warmth. Instead of getting up, she buried herself even deeper into his arms, her cheek pressed against his firm chest, her voice muffled and clearly carrying a hint of coquetry:
"I don't want to go."
Dai Chengfeng chuckled, his chest trembling slightly with laughter, his fingers still lingering on her hair:
"Oh? The dignified Pope of the Spirit Hall, Her Majesty Bibi Dong, who is renowned throughout the continent, is going on strike?"
Just for one day.
She finally raised her face, a rare hint of willfulness in her eyes, much like a young girl experiencing her first love.
"To celebrate your victory, I want to go for a walk with you on the street again, like a normal person."
This rare display of tenderness melted Dai Chengfeng's heart completely.
"it is good."
He leaned down and placed a kiss as light as a feather on her smooth forehead.
"As you wish. However..."
He paused, then lightly tapped her nose with his fingertip. "Your face is too conspicuous. If you go out like this, the entire Spirit City will know that His Holiness the Pope is on an incognito visit in an instant."
"It still needs some minor modifications."
Bibi Dong nodded obediently, her eyes brimming with smiles: "Yes, I'll listen to you."
Half an hour later, the two were seated in the side hall having breakfast.
Bibi Dong shed her elaborate and solemn papal robes, wearing only a plain white undergarment and a light purple gauze robe over it, which accentuated her slender figure.
Her cascading purple hair was loosely tied up and secured with a simple jade hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of charm.
Her unadorned cheeks were flushed with a faint blush from the morning light and the tenderness of the moment. At this moment, she had shed all her majesty and truly resembled a pampered daughter, exquisitely beautiful.
Dai Chengfeng served her a bowl of soft and fragrant spirit rice porridge, and placed a piece of her favorite crystal osmanthus cake on the small plate in front of her.
He watched her eat with focused concentration, taking small bites, her eyes filled with gentle smiles, and couldn't help but speak:
"It's quite novel to see you eat like this."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong raised her eyes from the bowl, her delicate eyebrows slightly arched: "What's so special about it?"
"It's just novel."
Dai Chengfeng didn't explain, but just smiled and picked up another exquisite crystal dumpling and handed it over.
“Normally, you always rush through your meal, putting down your chopsticks after just a few bites, to deal with the mountain of official business. How could you possibly have such a leisurely and relaxed moment?”
Bibi Dong paused almost imperceptibly in her grip on the spoon, her eyelashes lowered slightly to conceal the complex emotions that flashed across her eyes, and her voice softened:
"Yeah...it's been so long since I've had this."
From the moment she assumed the papacy, her life became like a finely wound gear, every moment meticulously planned.
Cultivation, politics, political maneuvering, balancing various forces... day after day, year after year.
Aside from when she was with Dai Chengfeng, she had almost forgotten that she could have such leisurely moments of doing nothing and simply enjoying the delicious food in the present when she was alone.
Perhaps that's why I gradually fell in love with and became dependent on the man in front of me without even realizing it?
It was him who reminded her that she was also a woman who could get tired, could be spoiled, and could want to be lazy. As Bibi Dong was lost in thought, a warm, large hand covered the back of her hand that was resting on the table.
Dai Chengfeng held her hand tightly, his grip firm yet warm, his gaze fixed intently on her:
"From now on, whenever you want, no matter when or what, I will be with you."
Bibi Dong looked up into his deep eyes, a warm feeling welling up inside her. She took his hand in hers, a faint but genuine smile curving her lips:
"You keep your word?"
"nature."
Dai Chengfeng answered decisively, his eyes filled with unreserved sincerity.
Bibi Dong didn't say anything more, just smiled and continued to drink her porridge, a sweet feeling spreading through her heart.
After having breakfast, Dai Chengfeng took out those bottles and jars of cosmetics again.
His movements were gentle and practiced, as if he had rehearsed them a thousand times.
After warming the specially made ointment on his fingertips, it was evenly applied to Bibi Dong's face, subtly altering her originally overly perfect bone structure.
Next, carefully draw your eyebrows and eyes, deepen the nose contour, and refine your lip shape...
In just a quarter of an hour, the figure reflected in the mirror had become completely unfamiliar.
Her once stunning and majestic beauty was now cleverly concealed, replaced by a delicate and gentle young woman who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
Although she doesn't possess the mature beauty and unparalleled charm she has now, she has a unique, pure and lively beauty, like a lotus emerging from clear water, making people forget the mundane world upon seeing her.
Is it okay now?
Bibi Dong stared at her unfamiliar reflection in the mirror, then turned to ask Dai Chengfeng a question with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Dai Chengfeng nodded in satisfaction, then made some minor adjustments to his appearance, softening his overly sharp eyebrows and eyes, and changed into a plain blue robe.
At this moment, he looked like an ordinary person traveling with his "cousin," having concealed all his sharpness.
The two exchanged a knowing smile, then quietly left through a secluded side door of the Papal Palace.
The streets of Wuhun City were now fully awake, bustling with activity and lively with people.
The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, chatting, and riding in the streets mingled together, creating a vibrant and bustling atmosphere.
Bibi Dong affectionately linked arms with Dai Chengfeng, curiously looking around at everything.
For her, who usually lives in the Papal Palace and is always accompanied by a retinue, this feeling of being among people without any inhibitions is still both fresh and comfortable, even though she has experienced it once before.
Where do you want to go?
Dai Chengfeng tilted his head slightly and whispered a question in her ear, his breath warm.
Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with interest. She tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I heard that a new 'Linlang Treasure Pavilion' has opened in the south of the city. It is said to be a property of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. The things inside are quite interesting. Shall we go and take a look?"
“Okay.” Dai Chengfeng naturally complied and replied gently.
The two then followed the bustling crowd and slowly walked towards the south of the city.
Bibi Dong was clearly in a great mood, and was frequently drawn to the roadside stalls, stopping to look at them.
Dai Cheng couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Bibi Dong's adorable appearance:
"You're just like a naive child right now."
"What, you're disgusted with me?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong glanced at him sideways, her eyes conveying feigned anger but also an undisguised smile.
(End of this chapter)