Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 609 Liu Erlong, who had tasted the sweetness of love,
Dai Chengfeng suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind, his arms across her slender waist, his palms resting on her flat stomach.

His chin rested gently on her shoulder, his warm breath caressing her neck. He smiled softly at her reflection in the mirror, a smile so tender it could melt ice and snow.

"We're tired, let's rest early."

Liu Erlong's body trembled slightly.

The warmth of his palm seeped through her thin nightgown, gently caressing her lower abdomen; the heat seemed to penetrate deep into her body.

She could smell his clean, refreshing scent, mixed with a faint fragrance of soapberry, and his unique, reassuring aroma.

She gave a soft "hmm," her voice barely audible.

Dai Chengfeng helped her up, and naturally took her hand, leading her to the bedside.

His large, warm palm completely enveloped her hand.

Liu Erlong followed beside him, looking at his tall and straight back, and a strange sense of belonging welled up in her heart.

The bed was already made, and the quilt was soft.

Dai Chengfeng lifted the quilt for her, watched her lie down, and then took off his outer robe, wearing only his inner garment, and lay down beside her.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, letting her rest her head on his arm and her face against his chest.

Liu Erlong obediently snuggled closer, able to hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, feel the warmth emanating from his chest, and smell his increasingly distinct scent.

His arm was around her shoulder, and his other hand gently rested on her waist—a protective gesture that was both possessive and tender.

He placed a light, feather-like kiss on her forehead, then gently stroked her half-dry hair, and whispered:

"Go to sleep."

After saying that, he actually closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became steady and long.

Liu Erlong leaned against him, her body relaxing.

This should have been a warm and peaceful scene, but she felt inexplicably... disappointed.

She had only truly tasted the flavor of 'love' for a few days, and was just beginning to savor it.

Her body had just been explored, and every inch of her skin seemed to have its own memory, remembering the touch of his fingertips, the warmth of his lips, the feeling of being...

Ultimate pleasure.

Last night he pestered her until midnight, leaving red marks on her body. Why is he so well-behaved tonight?

Could it be that her reaction this morning was too strong, making him think she disliked the matter?

Thinking about this, Liu Erlong felt even more conflicted.

She was too embarrassed to speak first, but the inexplicable restlessness in her heart wouldn't go away, so she gently shifted in his arms and adjusted her position.

Dai Chengfeng did not react; his eyes remained closed, and his breathing was steady.

She quietly looked up again, using the dim moonlight filtering in from the window to examine his face.

The moonlight, like a light veil, gently covered his face, outlining his straight nose, pursed lips, and well-defined jawline.

His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes cast soft shadows beneath them, making him look like he was truly asleep.

Liu Erlong bit her lower lip, leaving a faint mark on her soft lips with her pearly teeth.

The inexplicable restlessness in my heart became more pronounced, like a subtle electric current coursing through my body, converging in my lower abdomen, and then spreading downwards.

She hesitated for a moment, then nuzzled against him unconsciously.

She pressed her cheek against his firm chest, gently rubbing it, feeling the contours of his muscles beneath his clothes.

One hand, which had been resting on her side, quietly rose and gently placed on his waist, the fingertips lightly touching the edge of his undergarment.

Dai Chengfeng remained motionless, as if he had truly fallen asleep.

Liu Erlong felt somewhat discouraged, and a sense of grievance quietly crept into her heart.

At the same time, she didn't know where the courage came from, but she moved her fingers that were on his waist, her fingertips lightly tracing his waist. Through the thin fabric of his undergarment, the movement was as light as a feather brushing against him, yet it carried a clear sense of probing. This time, Dai Chengfeng finally responded.

He opened his eyes, his gaze appearing exceptionally deep in the darkness, like the sea at night, calm on the surface but turbulent beneath.

He looked down at her, his voice slightly hoarse from just waking up, making it especially alluring in the quiet night:

"Still not asleep?"

Liu Erlong's heart was pounding like a drum; in the quiet room, she could almost hear the thumping of her own heart.

Her face was burning hot, but fortunately the darkness of the night concealed the blush on her face.

She tried to remain calm, but her voice trembled slightly involuntarily:
"Not...not sleepy yet."

"Then close your eyes and let yourself get sleepy after a while."

As Dai Chengfeng spoke, he tightened his arms around her, pulling her closer to him.

With his other hand, he stroked her back, gently patting her through the thin fabric of her nightgown, his rhythm slow and soothing, like coaxing a child.

The gesture was undoubtedly gentle, full of pity and care, but it completely dashed Liu Erlong's secret expectations.

She even felt somewhat wronged...

Does he really not understand what she means?

Or has he really lost interest in her?

A complex mix of emotions surged within me: shyness, grievance, disappointment, and an increasingly undeniable physical desire, all intertwined.

She pursed her lips, then suddenly tilted her head back and gently pecked his chin.

It was a very light kiss, fleeting and brief, like a butterfly alighting or a petal falling.

But in the quiet night, in this intimate embrace, the kiss was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.

Dai Chengfeng paused in his hand that was patting her back.

After making this bold move, Liu Erlong was extremely embarrassed, her face burning hot and her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

She hurriedly buried her face in his chest, her nose pressed against his firm chest, not daring to look at him or make any further movements, as if this could cover up the impulsive kiss she had just given him.

In the darkness, the senses are infinitely magnified.

She could hear his still steady breathing, feel the steady beating of his heart beneath his chest, and smell his increasingly rich, warm scent.

Time flowed slowly in the silence, each moment stretched out for an eternity.

Then, she heard Dai Chengfeng chuckle softly.

Then, he released his arms from her and lifted her face.

His fingers were warm, supporting her chin, his thumb gently stroking her jaw.

Liu Erlong was forced to raise her head and meet his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss began gently, unlike the forceful and domineering one in the morning; instead, it carried a sense of comfort and tenderness.

She obediently opened her lips to respond to his kiss, her arms encircling his neck, her fingertips unconsciously running through the strands of hair at the back of his head.

Receiving a response, Dai Chengfeng's kiss deepened.

The kiss became lingering and deep, and Dai Chengfeng's hand slowly slid from her back to her waist, gently caressing her through her thin nightgown.

His palms were burning hot, pressing against the skin on her waist. The heat seemed to penetrate the fabric and imprint itself on her body.

Liu Erlong's body trembled slightly as a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen and quickly spread to his limbs and bones.

She involuntarily arched her back...

(End of this chapter)