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

Chapter 645 Of course, this is how I express my gratitude!
Zhu Zhuqing turned around, the moonlight outlining the contours of her profile, her deep eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

She walked to the bedside, sat down again, and instead of going back into bed, faced Dai Chengfeng with an unusually gentle expression.

“Chengfeng,” she said softly, “thank you.”

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't possess such powerful Asura divine power..."

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. "That's all the thanks you're given?"

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback, clearly not expecting him to react this way.

She thought he would say "You're welcome" or "It's what I should do," or pull her back into his arms.

She blinked, her long, thick eyelashes casting soft shadows beneath her eyes. The blush that had faded slightly on her cheeks crept back up, carrying a hint of confusion and coquettishness.

"Then...what else do you want?"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly.

He didn't answer immediately, but suddenly reached out and pulled her slender yet supple waist into his arms. With a little effort, he lifted her onto the bed and into his warm embrace.

"what!"

Caught off guard, Zhu Zhuqing let out a soft cry as she landed in his firm chest.

Dai Chengfeng's arm encircled her waist, his palm resting on her smooth back, slowly moving upwards, caressing her bare shoulders.

Dai Chengfeng could clearly feel the taut yet supple lines beneath, as well as the delicate, slightly cool touch of the skin.

Looking down further, one sees delicate ankles half-hidden by a brocade quilt, with finely defined ankle bones and skin so thin on the instep that the pale blue veins underneath are visible.

The ten toes curled slightly unconsciously due to tension or pleasure, the tips of the toes tinged with a coral-like pale pink.

Against the backdrop of the dark brocade quilt, she appeared exceptionally endearing and inexplicably captivating.

"Of course... I'm so grateful."

Dai Chengfeng's eyes burned with passion. He lowered his head, gently nuzzled his chin against the top of her fragrant hair, and took a deep breath.

He spoke in a low, clear voice, almost inaudible, right next to her ear.

His breath was hot, spraying onto her sensitive earlobes and neck, and the meaning behind his words couldn't be clearer.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a surge of heat rush from her ears to her cheeks, even turning her neck blush.

She instinctively struggled in his arms, but he held her even tighter, his strength gentle yet irresistible.

“You…” Zhu Zhuqing raised her eyes and glared at him.

Her fair face was flushed, even her delicate collarbones were tinged with pink. "You... just now..."

She was speechless for a moment, too embarrassed to say what followed, only feeling that he was far too "greedy," and most importantly...

His physical strength is also excessively good.

Dai Chengfeng was deeply enamored with Zhu Zhuqing's rare display of embarrassment.

The usually aloof, self-possessed, decisive, and resolute Zhu Zhuqing now revealed such a girlish demeanor in his arms. The shock and satisfaction brought by this contrast far outweighed the joy brought by the increase in power.

He knew she wasn't really against it, but was just shy and needed him to "push" her a little.

“Just now was just now,” he whispered, kissing her burning cheeks and lingering his kiss on her rosy lips.

But it doesn't go deep; it just touches you lightly, the sound indistinct yet alluring.

"Now is the time... My Zhuqing, your power has increased, shouldn't you... consolidate it properly?"

Zhu Zhuqing was both annoyed and amused by his twisted logic. Feeling the obvious changes in his body, the last bit of hesitation and shyness in her heart strangely transformed into strands of sweetness and anticipation.

She stopped speaking, but simply raised her arms, gently wrapped them around his neck, buried her face in his shoulders and neck, and nodded almost imperceptibly.

The movement was slight, but Dai Chengfeng, who was pressed close to her, immediately felt it.

Dai Chengfeng smiled, his hand stroking her bare shoulders and back, her slender waist. Each touch caused her to tremble slightly, her skin turning a lovely pink.

“Chengfeng…” she murmured unconsciously, her voice softer than before, carrying a dependence she herself was unaware of.

"I'm here."

a long time.

Zhu Zhuqing tilted her head back, her neck forming a beautiful, delicate arc, her fingers gripping his arm tightly, and let out a suppressed yet sweet whimper.

Dai Chengfeng held her tightly in his arms.

After a long time, it gradually calmed down.

Zhu Zhuqing was completely exhausted and lay limply on Dai Chengfeng, not even wanting to move a finger.

Her long hair was damp and clung to her cheeks and neck, and her forehead and nose were covered in fine beads of sweat.

Even fine beads of sweat not only covered her forehead and the tip of her nose, but also slid down her graceful neckline, disappearing into the hollow of her collarbone, gathering into a small, glistening pool of moisture.

Dai Chengfeng's hands gently stroked her long hair and back, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Is this... considered a thank you?"

Zhu Zhuqing rested her head on his shoulder, her voice hoarse and languid afterward, and asked softly.

"What do you say?"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't have the strength to glare at him anymore. She just pinched his waist lightly as a form of protest, but the force was weak and more like a tease.

Dai Chengfeng grabbed her mischievous hand, kissed it, and then pulled over the brocade quilt to cover the two of them carefully.

He adjusted his position so that she could lie more comfortably in the crook of his arm.

"Still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay... just tiring."

She spoke the truth, her voice growing softer and softer, her thick eyelashes drooping and casting a fan-shaped shadow under her eyelids, clearly indicating that drowsiness was creeping in.

Looking at her obediently nestled in his arms, Dai Chengfeng's heart softened completely.

"Go to sleep," he said softly, pulling the blanket up to hug her tighter. "I'll watch over you."

Zhu Zhuqing gave a muffled "hmm," and subconsciously snuggled against his chest, searching for the most comfortable spot. Soon, her breathing became even and long.

Dai Chengfeng, however, was not sleepy.

Using the moonlight streaming through the window, he carefully sketched her sleeping face.

The black cat pendant around his neck rested quietly between his delicate collarbones, which were still flushed with a lingering redness. The cat's deep purple eyes seemed to be watching him even in the dim light.

She unconsciously rested one arm on the pillow, her wrist slender, her fingers slightly curled, and her fingertips still tinged with a faint pink.

A section of fair and smooth calf peeked out from under the covers, with slender ankles and rounded heels. Under the cool moonlight, it resembled a meticulously carved piece of jade, silently exuding a tranquil allure.

Shedding her usual aloofness and guardedness, her face appeared exceptionally gentle and serene. Her lips, still slightly swollen and red, were gently upturned, as if she were having a sweet dream.

But soon...

The person in his arms seemed to be dreaming about something, and stirred slightly, his brows furrowing.

"No more...I'm full..."

Dai Chengfeng immediately gathered his thoughts and gently patted her back, as if coaxing a child.

Zhu Zhuqing's brows relaxed, and she snuggled closer to him, falling into an even deeper sleep.

As the night deepened, Dai Chengfeng turned off the lamp, leaving only the cool moonlight filtering through the window, casting a silvery glow that gently enveloped the couple sleeping in each other's arms on the bed.

Outside the window, all was quiet except for the occasional rustling of leaves in the breeze.

(End of this chapter)