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

Chapter 646 The Adorable Zhu Zhuqing
The next day.

As dawn broke and the thin mist lingered, the world was shrouded in a white haze.

As the morning breeze blew, Dai Chengfeng slightly opened his eyes.

But the first thing I felt was the soft, smooth body in my arms.

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing was curled up in his arms, sleeping peacefully. One hand was unconsciously resting on his chest, while the other hand was under her cheek, and her breathing was even and long.

"This little kitten..."

Dai Chengfeng smiled, but did not move immediately. He simply gazed at her quietly.

Morning light streamed through the gap in the half-drawn curtains, casting a soft silhouette on her face.

Her usually cool and sharp features were completely relaxed at this moment. Her long and thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, her nose was straight, and her lips were a natural rosy red after a good night's sleep.

Her long hair was scattered on the pillow, with a few strands clinging to her slightly damp neck. The lines of her neck were as graceful as a swan's, extending all the way to her bare shoulders.

The quilt slipped down to her waist, revealing her entire fair back. The lines of her back were supple and distinct, and her shoulder blades rose and fell slightly with her breath, like the wings of a butterfly about to take flight.

Her waist was so slender it could be encircled by a single hand, and it was loosely held in his arms.

Further down, the brocade quilt concealed more of the scenery, but a long, slender leg stretched out from under the quilt and draped over his lap.

Her ankles were slender and delicate, and the skin on the back of her feet appeared almost transparent in the morning light, revealing the pale blue veins underneath. Her ten toes were relaxed naturally, and her toenails were rounded with a healthy pale pink hue.

Dai Chengfeng's gaze lingered on her, a sense of indescribable satisfaction welling up inside him.

Who would have thought that this Netherworld Cat Soul Master, who appears aloof, cold, and powerful to outsiders, would be sleeping so unguardedly in his arms at this moment?
His hand gently stroked her smooth back, slowly moving down along the indentation of her spine.

The skin beneath my fingertips is delicate and slightly cool, with a feel like the finest silk.

"Woooooo~"

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to feel the touch in her sleep, and unconsciously moved, uttering a muffled murmur.

But she didn't wake up; instead, she snuggled even closer into his arms.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly.

He then chuckled and lowered his head to place a light kiss on her forehead.

Just then, Zhu Zhuqing's long, thick eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened them.

Those deep eyes were initially a little misty, but they quickly regained their clarity.

She blinked, and after her eyes adjusted to the light, the first thing she saw was Dai Chengfeng's face, which was very close to hers.

"woke up?"

Dai Chengfeng's voice had the low, hoarse quality characteristic of early morning.

Zhu Zhuqing gave a soft "hmm," and just as she was about to move, she felt a wave of weakness wash over her, causing her to furrow her brow.

Everything from last night flooded back into my mind in an instant.

My cheeks started to feel hot uncontrollably.

She instinctively tried to pull the blanket up to cover herself, but found that most of the blanket was wrapped around Dai Chengfeng, and she was almost completely exposed to his gaze.

"Don't look..."

She whispered, reaching for the blanket.

Dai Chengfeng, however, preemptively pulled the blanket up, covering her completely, leaving only her flushed face exposed.

"Are you hungry?" Dai Chengfeng asked, his arm still wrapped around her.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, adjusted to a more comfortable position in his arms, and then remembered something, looking up at the sky outside the window.

"What time is it?"

Her voice still carried the softness of someone who had just woken up, a stark contrast to her usual cool tone.

Dai Chengfeng glanced at the soul guide timer on the bedside table. "It's just past Chen Shi (7-9 AM), still early."

"Chen Shi (7-9 AM)..."

Zhu Zhuqing murmured to herself, then suddenly widened her eyes, "It's Chen Shi (7-9 AM)? Then the training—"

"Rest today."

Dai Chengfeng interrupted her, gently stroking her long hair with his fingers, "You need to adapt and recover."

"Training will be suspended for the next few days."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's tense body relaxed. "What about the others..." she was still a little worried.

"It's all arranged."

Dai Chengfeng looked down at her and said, "What you need to do now is rest well and consolidate your strength."

His gaze was gentle yet unquestionable.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at him for a moment, and finally nodded gently.

But then, a slight gurgling sound came from my stomach.

Her body stiffened, and her face turned even redder.

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, his chest heaving.

"hungry?"

"Um……"

Zhu Zhuqing whispered her admission, burying her face in his chest, not wanting him to see her embarrassed expression.

I expended a lot of energy last night and am really starving right now.

"Wait."

Dai Chengfeng kissed the top of her head, then released her and sat up.

The quilt slipped off, revealing his strong upper body, with smooth and well-defined muscle lines, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. There were also a few faint red marks on his back—marks she had unconsciously left last night.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze involuntarily followed his figure as he got out of bed, took a bathrobe from the clothes rack beside him, casually draped it over his shoulders, and tied the belt.

The morning light outlined his profile, every muscle exuding powerful explosiveness, yet also possessing a calm and languid charm.

Dai Chengfeng turned around and caught her gaze.

He raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on his lips. "What, haven't you had enough yet?"

Zhu Zhuqing immediately looked away, turning her face to the other side, but her ears turned red.

Dai Chengfeng stopped teasing her, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains halfway.

Brighter morning light streamed in, illuminating the entire room.

He opened the window, and the fresh, cool air flowed in, dispelling the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

"What to eat?"

He asked her with his back to her, his voice carried on the wind.

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment, "Something light... like porridge, with some side dishes would be fine."

"it is good."

Dai Chengfeng responded and walked to the door, but instead of leaving immediately, he turned back and glanced at her.

Zhu Zhuqing sat on the bed, wrapped in a blanket, her long hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders. Her cheeks were still flushed from waking up, and her eyes were clear with a hint of languor.

His appearance made him almost unwilling to leave.

But he still pushed the door open and went out.

The room fell silent.

Zhu Zhuqing listened to his footsteps gradually fading into the distance before she relaxed and let out a soft breath.

She moved her body, and the soreness became even more pronounced.

Especially my waist and legs, they don't even feel like my own.

She tried to circulate her soul power, and the Asura Divine Power responded immediately. A warm and powerful force flowed through her body, quickly relieving her muscle fatigue.

However, she also clearly felt that the fusion of this power with her own soul power was far from complete and required time and cultivation to fully control it.

"Asura God Power..."

She murmured to herself, stretching out her hand, palm up.

With a slight thought, a wisp of dark purple light emerged from her palm, carrying a chilling and murderous aura, yet she controlled it precisely within a small space, without leaking out even a fraction of it.

Within the light, a complex rune could be vaguely seen flashing by.

Is this the power of the Asura God?

(End of this chapter)