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

Chapter 644 Eating Zhu Zhuqing (2)

"Zhu Qing," Dai Chengfeng said in a low voice, "I'll ask you one last time, are you sure?"

Zhu Zhuqing did not answer, but raised her hand and gently traced her fingertips across his cheek. This simple touch made her heart race, but she did not back down.

"I knew it from the moment I put on this necklace."

Her voice was soft, yet unusually firm.

Dai Chengfeng said no more and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

This kiss was different from any before; it was deeper and slower…

Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and completely surrendered herself to him.

His kisses slid down her chin, landed on her neck, and lingered beside the black cat pendant. His warm breath sprayed on her skin, causing a slight shiver.

Zhu Zhuqing felt his hand caress her waist, the scalding heat of his palm penetrating through the thin cotton fabric.

"Chengfeng..."

She called his name unconsciously, her voice carrying a hint of dependence that she herself was unaware of.

Dai Chengfeng stopped what he was doing, looked up and met her gaze.

In the candlelight, her eyes were deeper than usual, like a night sky filled with starlight.

He reached out and gently brushed away a few strands of wet hair from her forehead, his fingertips lingering on her cheek.

"I'm here."

He responded softly, then continued kissing her, from her collarbone to her shoulder...

Dai Chengfeng's hand stroked her arm, their fingers intertwined, and he gently pressed her onto the soft brocade quilt.

"Don't be nervous," he whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe. "I'll be very careful."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, wanting to say something, but found her throat tight and unable to utter a complete sound.

She could only raise her hand and gently stroke his back.

Dai Chengfeng's kiss landed on her lips again, this time deeper and more lingering.

Zhu Zhuqing felt his hand move to the belt around her waist, and with a gentle pull, the cloth loosened.

The cool air touched her skin, making her shiver slightly, but she was immediately enveloped in his warm embrace.

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When it was all over, it was late at night.

On the bed, Zhu Zhuqing leaned against Dai Chengfeng's chest, her long hair scattered on the pillow and his arm.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her forehead and neck were covered with a fine layer of sweat that glistened slightly in the dim light.

Dai Chengfeng turned to look at her, gently stroking her long hair with his fingers, his eyes filled with pity and satisfaction.

He pulled up the quilt and carefully covered her up, then placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, looked up at him, her eyes still glistening with tears, but with a tenderness she had never shown before.

Dai Chengfeng pulled her closer to his arms, letting her rest her head on his arm, while gently stroking her back with his other hand.

"Take a break, I'm here."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, closed her eyes, and felt the strange changes flowing through her body.

"Chengfeng Shura Divine Power... has indeed increased."

"How much has it improved?"

Zhu Zhuqing sat up, the brocade quilt slipping down to her waist, but she didn't care, focusing only on feeling the changes within her body.

The candlelight shone on her bare back, and beads of sweat slid down her spine, disappearing into the shadows around her waist...

She raised her hand, palm facing up, and a wisp of dark red light slowly emerged. The light was no longer dim as before, but shimmered with a restrained yet dangerous luster.

“At least thirty percent,” she said softly, her eyes gleaming with disbelief, “and even purer, even more…obedient to my will.” Dai Chengfeng also sat up, carefully examining the Asura God Power in her palm.

He noticed that the light seemed to contain extremely fine golden threads, a change that had never occurred before.

“It seems this method is indeed effective,” he said, his tone tinged with satisfaction.

Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her divine power and turned to face Dai Chengfeng.

Her cheeks were still flushed, and her hair, damp with sweat, clung to her cheeks and neck, adding to her allure.

Zhu Zhuqing leaned against him, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.

This intimate gesture was new to her, but it felt strangely natural to do it at that moment.

“Chengfeng,” she suddenly said, “don’t you feel that the world is being too harsh on us?”

Dai Chengfeng looked down at her, waiting for her to continue.

“In Xingluo, we are taught from a young age to compete, to become stronger, and to survive by any means necessary,” she said softly, but every word was clearly audible.

"Only in front of you can I simply be Zhu Zhuqing."

"It's okay to be vulnerable, to be uncertain, to... not always have to be so strong."

Dai Chengfeng was touched by these words, and he tightened his arms, holding her even closer in his embrace.

"Zhuqing, with me, you can always just be yourself."

"To me, you are first and foremost Zhu Zhuqing, the person I chose, the person I want to protect and spend my life with."

A mist rose in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, but this time it wasn't from lust, but from some deeper emotion.

She buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled as she said, "Me too."

"No matter who you are, to me, you are just Dai Chengfeng."

The two embraced quietly, without saying a word for a long time.

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stirred and lifted her head from his embrace.

"I want to test my current strength."

Dai Chengfeng raised an eyebrow: "Now?"

“Yes,” she nodded, her eyes sparkling with eagerness, “I can feel that the way the Asura God Power flows in my body has changed.”

"I want to see how this change will differ in practical application."

Dai Chengfeng understood this feeling.

For someone who pursues power, every improvement makes them eager to test their limits.

He nodded and released his embrace.

"Okay, but don't push yourself, your body..."

“I’m fine,” Zhu Zhuqing interrupted him, a blush returning to her face. “I’m just a little… sore, but it doesn’t matter.”

As she spoke, she threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and stepped barefoot onto the floor.

The moonlight shone on her, outlining her smooth curves, and beads of sweat glistened in the moonlight, like a layer of fine diamonds.

The black cat pendant around her neck swayed gently with her movements, its deep purple cat eyes shimmering as if alive in the moonlight.

Zhu Zhuqing walked to the center of the room, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

A dark red light emerged from her body, initially just a thin layer, but quickly became denser, almost enveloping her entire body.

Unlike before, this time the light was more restrained, no longer possessing that violent aura, but instead carrying a sense of calm power.

Dai Chengfeng leaned against the headboard, looking at her intently.

He could feel the air pressure in the room changing; the air seemed to become heavy, as if the unique pressure of the Asura God's power was spreading.

This time, however, the oppressive aura contained less violence and more control.

(End of this chapter)