Qian Renxue (12)

They placed the food on a white Jade Stone Table that had appeared nearby at some unknown point, then respectfully withdrew and vanished into the air.

Dai Chengfeng rose, casually draped an outer robe over himself, then picked up the inner garment Bibi Dong had left scattered on the ground and gently helped her put it on. Bibi Dong had wanted to refuse, but seeing his serious expression, as if he were performing something incomparably sacred, she obediently raised her arms and let him serve her.

Once they were properly dressed, Dai Chengfeng lifted her sideways into his arms, walked to the stone table, and sat down, letting her sit on his lap.

"I can do it myself." Bibi Dong felt a little awkward. Though the two of them had already been intimate beyond measure, being cared for like a child still made her shy.

"Don't move." Dai Chengfeng held her in place, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, gently blew on it at his lips to cool it, then brought it to her mouth. "Open up."

Bibi Dong looked at his focused expression, and her heart softened. She obediently opened her mouth and took it in. The warm porridge slid down her throat, carrying a faint spiritual energy that instantly soothed her empty stomach.

"Is it good?" Dai Chengfeng asked, his gaze so tender it seemed it could drip with water.

Bibi Dong nodded and swallowed the food in her mouth. "Very good. What kind of rice is this? It actually contains such pure energy."

"Wind Spirit Rice. It only grows in places where the Wind Element is extremely dense." Dai Chengfeng fed her another spoonful. "It's good for your body."

Warmth filled Bibi Dong's heart. As a Titled Douluo, ordinary food had long since been unable to satisfy