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

Chapter 633 Liu Erlong's Perfect Figure
Soon, Zhu Zhuqing's figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate. Dai Chengfeng looked up at the sky, estimating the time...

He then turned around and walked towards the outside of the Spirit Hall.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family's villa is a quiet and secluded place.

Apart from a few maids who occasionally moved around, there was no one else.

Dai Chengfeng quickly arrived at the courtyard gate, which was ajar.

He gently pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard.

The cobblestone path was clean, and the flowers and plants on both sides were covered with morning dew, with a faint fragrance of grass and trees floating in the air.

The doors and windows of the main house were tightly closed, and it was quiet inside.

He walked to the window, listened intently, and could only hear the even, long breaths.

They were still asleep.

Dai Chengfeng applied slight pressure to the door, and the bolt made a soft "click" sound. He pushed the door open, and a fragrance mixed with a faint woman's sweet scent and warmth wafted out.

The room was dimly lit, with the curtains drawn tightly, allowing only a few thin golden threads to seep through the gaps, breaking the stillness of the room.

His gaze fell on the bed in the inner room.

Liu Erlong lay on his side, a brocade quilt covering him only up to his waist.

She was wearing a silk nightgown, and perhaps because she couldn't stand the heat in her sleep, the blanket slipped off, and the hem of the nightgown rolled up a bit, revealing a section of her fair and plump thigh.

The nightgown was light pink, made of soft, clinging fabric that accentuated the stunning curves of a mature woman's body.

Her shoulders were rounded, her collarbones were clearly defined, and further down, there was a full, proud curve that remained even when she was lying on her side, rising and falling slightly with her breath.

The waistline, though slender, is still visible beneath the loose nightgown, followed by a sudden burst of curves, like a ripe peach, revealing a full and elastic shape beneath the thin fabric.

A pair of long legs crossed, the calves with smooth, straight lines, and delicate ankles.

The ten toes are as round as pearls, and the nails have a healthy pink luster.

Her long hair was spread all over the pillow, somewhat messy, with a few strands sticking to her sweaty neck and cheeks.

Dai Chengfeng walked to the bedside and quietly looked at her for a moment.

He leaned down and touched those lips very lightly and quickly.

They parted as quickly as they touched the water, like a dragonfly skimming the surface.

The soft touch carried her unique warmth and a faint, indescribable warm fragrance.

However, the moment he looked up, his tightly closed phoenix eyes suddenly opened.

There was no initial drowsiness; instead, a sharp alertness shone in her eyes, like a sleeping mother dragon whose territory had been disturbed.

Upon seeing the person before him, his sharp expression faded like the tide, turning into a hint of helplessness and tenderness.

"You..."

Liu Erlong's voice was hoarse from just waking up, but it didn't lose its unique magnetism.

Dai Chengfeng hadn't expected her to wake up so suddenly and so clearly.

He straightened up, showing no embarrassment at being caught, but instead smiled naturally and sat down on the edge of the bed:

"Did I wake you up? You were sleeping soundly, so I was just going to take a look and leave."

Liu Erlong snorted and tried to sit up.

The silk quilt slipped further down with her movements, and the neckline of the nightgown, which was already loose, slipped down one of the thin straps off her shoulder, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

"Sneaking in just to 'take a look'?"

She raised an eyebrow, her tone revealing neither joy nor anger, but her gaze lingered on his lips, hinting at something.

Dai Chengfeng's gaze was frank, even tinged with admiration, as he glanced over her slipping shoulder strap and the dazzling expanse of white skin before meeting her eyes:

"Originally."

"However, since you're awake, it's a pleasant surprise."

"What's the joy?" Liu Erlong glanced at him sideways, leaning back slightly against the headboard, a posture that made her stunning figure even more prominent.

The soft fabric of the nightgown clung to her body, exuding a unique, full, and healthy beauty that was characteristic of mature women, from her high breasts to her taut waist and abdomen, and the full lines of her hips and legs.

It was a beauty that had weathered storms and was full of vitality, far surpassing the naivety of a young girl.

"Seeing that you've rested well and are full of energy..."

Dai Chengfeng smiled, but his gaze never left her.

Liu Erlong felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She pulled the silk quilt that had slipped down and casually covered her legs, obscuring her alluring figure, but only making her upper body curves more breathtaking.

"You smooth talker. Coming over so early, what's up?"

"Can't I see you if there's nothing wrong?"

Dai Chengfeng reached out and very naturally pulled the slipped shoulder strap back into place for her.

Liu Erlong's body trembled almost imperceptibly, but she did not dodge, only looking at his profile so close to hers.

As the shoulder strap was put back in place, his fingers did not immediately leave, but instead gently brushed along the slender strap across her rounded shoulder, as if smoothing out a wrinkle.

The touch was faint, yet carried a scorching heat.

"Have you finished your greetings?"

Liu Erlong lowered his voice and looked down at his fingers.

"not yet."

Dai Chengfeng withdrew his hand, his gaze falling on the collar of her nightgown.

She must have been tossing and turning in her sleep, because her clothes were slightly askew and her neckline was a little low, making her snow-white skin and the barely visible cleavage even more alluring.

He reached out his finger, hooked the crooked edge of the collar, and gently tugged at it, trying to straighten it.

This action is even more ambiguous than before.

His fingertips almost touched the softest, fullest edge.

Liu Erlong's breathing quickened almost imperceptibly for a moment, and the rise and fall of his chest seemed to become more pronounced.

"Dai Chengfeng".

"Ok?"

Dai Chengfeng responded, his hands continuing to patiently adjust the small collar of the garment.

"You are……"

Before Liu Erlong could finish speaking, she felt the fingers that were adjusting her clothes hook onto the thin tie on the side of her nightgown.

The ribbon was only loosely tied in a knot, but with a flick of his fingertips and a gentle tug, it quietly came undone.

"That seems to be the proper way."

Dai Chengfeng's voice deepened, his gaze fixed on the small patch of collar that had opened slightly as the ties loosened.

The light pink silk fabric, no longer restrained, slid down her rounded shoulders, almost unable to hold up her breathtakingly full curves.

Liu Erlong didn't move, but simply raised her eyes and glanced at him sideways.

There was little real annoyance in her eyes. She even cooperated, almost imperceptibly relaxing her posture and sinking deeper into the soft mattress. As a result, the already precarious silk fabric shifted down a fraction of an inch.

This subtle movement, like a silent permission, spread an ambiguous ripple in the quiet room.

Dai Chengfeng's eyes darkened.

No longer content with lingering on her fingertips, he gently placed his burning palm on her bare shoulder.

His hand slid down her graceful shoulder line, his fingertips caressing her delicate collarbone, then across a smooth, flat surface, finally stopping at the edge of her precariously hanging nightgown.

Every movement of her fingertips sent a slight shiver through Liu Erlong's body.

Finally, Dai Chengfeng's fingers grasped the crimson fabric that had slipped off his shoulder, but instead of pulling it back up, he gently pushed it outwards...

(End of this chapter)