Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng's lips curved into a smile.
Soon, Bibi Dong felt Dai Chengfeng's fingers skillfully loosening the already slack sash around her silk robe's waist.
The cool fingertips occasionally brushed against her now highly sensitive skin, moistened by the flower oil, causing a subtle shiver.
She kept her eyes tightly closed, her thick lashes trembling like butterfly wings in the wind.
As the sash came undone, the front of her silk robe naturally parted slightly, exposing more of her snow-white skin bathed in the warm light and glistening with flower oil.
Immediately after, she felt a slight chill enveloping her body, making her instinctively draw in a soft breath.
However, just as the coolness hit, her vision was suddenly taken away—everything went dark.
A piece of smooth, non-transparent black gauze was gently and swiftly placed over her eyes, covering her sight.
Bibi Dong instinctively moved to touch it, but Dai Chengfeng's amused voice, almost brushing her sensitive earlobe, stopped her:
"Teacher, don't move."
"Dai Chengfeng!"
There was a hint of embarrassment from the sudden attack and amplified unease due to her obstructed vision in Bibi Dong's voice. "What are you doing?"
Dai Chengfeng's fingers lightly brushed aside strands of hair near her cheek, his movements gentle yet firm.
He chuckled softly, explaining with an air of innocent sincerity: "Naturally, I want Teacher to relax better and rest completely."
"Sometimes vision can be a burden; with your eyes covered, you can focus more on the soothing effects of the flower oil without being disturbed by external things. This disciple is thinking entirely for your benefit."
"Hmph..."
Bibi Dong let out a clear scoff, her red lips curling into a sarcastic smile. "You speak so grandly."
"You rebellious disciple, do you think I don't know what you're plotting?"
Despite her words, the hand that had slightly risen to remove the black gauze slowly returned to her side, her fingertips curling again.
Seeing Bibi Dong's sharp words but honest acceptance of the arrangement, Dai Chengfeng deepened his smile and said no more.
He knew that words were superfluous at this point.
In complete darkness, Bibi Dong found her body becoming extraordinarily sensitive.
Without visual guidance and anticipation, every touch was magnified several times, clear enough to unsettle the heart.
She could distinctly feel the cool air brushing over every inch of exposed skin, hear their mingling, increasingly heavy breaths...
She could even sense the tangible heat of Dai Chengfeng's gaze upon her.
At first, Dai Chengfeng's movements remained relatively proper.
His warm hands, coated with rich rose oil, returned to her neck and shoulders, patiently and slowly massaging along previous paths.
His fingertips, infused with soul power-warmed oil, delicately slid over the hollows of her collarbone, kneading the stiff muscles of her rounded shoulders...
Then, moving down along both sides of her spine, pressing firmly to try and relieve deep-seated fatigue.
Under the cover of darkness, sensations were infinitely amplified.
Every press of his fingertips, every rub of his palms carried unprecedented clarity and impact.
But soon, Dai Chengfeng's actions began to subtly change...
The massage originally focused on relieving fatigue gradually became intermingled with more intimate, exploratory intentions.
His palms no longer stayed confined to her back but started wandering to the sides, sliding towards her more sensitive flanks and even the soft dimples of her waist.
His fingertips lightly traced the edges of her ribs, bringing waves of tingling itchiness.
This made Bibi Dong involuntarily twist her waist, trying to evade those annoying yet addictive touches.
However, this subtle avoidance only served as a silent invitation.
Dai Chengfeng's breathing noticeably grew heavier; he leaned closer, his warm chest nearly touching her smooth back.
His lips lightly brushed over the exposed skin of her nape, the scorching breath making her entire body stiffen abruptly.
"Dai Chengfeng..."
She called his name again, but her voice had long lost its initial commanding edge, leaving only softness and tremor, sounding more like a whisper of arousal.
Dai Chengfeng didn't respond, but his actions provided the answer.
Those mischievous hands finally crossed the boundary entirely, slowly moving from behind to the front...
Sometimes pressing with some force, as if weighing and savoring the most precious treasure in the world.
"You... bastard..."
She struggled to utter fragmented curses, but her body honestly responded.
Hearing Bibi Dong's powerless rebuke and feeling the tremors and changes under his palms, Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly.
"Teacher... see, isn't this absorption effect better?"
"Rebellious disciple... you're clearly...!"
Bibi Dong tried to retort but was interrupted by his suddenly intensified movements.
In the end, she let out a soft moan, completely abandoning futile resistance.
Seeing Bibi Dong finally stop resisting, her perfect, godlike body bloomed with enticing pink under his massage, becoming even softer.
His kisses fell like raindrops, tracing her smooth back, landing on her sensitive waist dimples, then moving to those rounded curves...
Who knows how much time passed.
Bibi Dong lay helplessly on the wide desk, her body covered in sticky flower oil and sweat, glowing white under the light.
The black gauze covering her eyes was already soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her eyelids, but she still didn't reach to remove it.
Her limbs...
Were filled with extreme exhaustion and languor.
Dai Chengfeng's breathing also gradually stabilized. He looked at this extremely tempting body, marked by his own traces, a glint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
Reaching out, he carefully untied the knot at the back of her head and gently removed the soaked black gauze.
The sudden light made Bibi Dong squint uncomfortably; her purple eyes shimmered with water, hazy and vacant, carrying laziness and a hint of confusion.
She glanced at Dai Chengfeng and quickly averted her gaze. The flush on her face hadn't faded but instead deepened.
Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, picking up a clean soft cloth nearby and gently began wiping her upper body.
Once he finished wiping, Dai Chengfeng bent down and lifted her sweaty body horizontally.
Bibi Dong instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
Dai Chengfeng held her close, placing a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead, his voice hoarse and lazy after the act:
"Teacher, your body is sticky. Let this disciple take you to bathe and then rest properly."
Bibi Dong buried her face in his neck, not refusing, only giving a very faint "Mm," almost inaudible.
Carrying Bibi Dong, Dai Chengfeng walked through the corridor carpeted with soft rugs, heading towards the bath connected to the back of the bedroom suite.
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