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

Chapter 409 It can only be Dai Chengfeng!

Zhu Zhuqing quickly went through all the possible causes of martial soul resonance that she could think of, but she still couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

Finally, she looked up at Dai Chengfeng, who had remained silent the entire time.

I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but there was a hint of dependence in her eyes that she herself might not have realized.

"Dai Chengfeng, I really can't figure out what's wrong. Please tell me."

Dai Chengfeng just smiled upon hearing this and remained silent.

He looked at her meaningfully, his gaze slowly moving until it finally settled on her slightly parted, glistening red lips.

His gaze was tangible, carrying a scorching heat.

In an instant, as if a faint electric current had surged through her spine, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Chengfeng and seemed to suddenly realize something.

"Could it be... because of that...?"

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing finally thought of another possibility that she found absurd and was unwilling to consider.

After all, this is one of the biggest differences between her yesterday and today: her first kiss was taken away by Dai Chengfeng yesterday.

After that, although Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything on the surface, that kiss almost made her acquiesce in her heart...

Her future husband can only be Dai Chengfeng!
Think of this.

boom--

Zhu Zhuqing felt as if all the blood in her body rushed to her cheeks in an instant, and the shyness that had just subsided swept over her in an even more turbulent manner, completely overwhelming her.

She could even feel her ears burning.

"You...you...you...what are you staring at me for!"

Zhu Zhuqing turned her face away in embarrassment, her voice filled with obvious panic.

The last vestiges of her aloofness and detachment shattered completely, leaving only a shy blush that could not be concealed under Dai Chengfeng's gaze.

"Ah……"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly and finally made a move.

He reached out and touched her cheek with his fingertips. "You...you're so annoying!"

Zhu Zhuqing gently pushed away Dai Chengfeng's large hand, "Don't laugh!"

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was so ashamed that she almost wanted to curl up and make herself completely invisible to Dai Chengfeng. Even her fair neck was tinged with blush. All the dizziness and suffocation she felt when she was kissed earlier seemed to come back to her, making her dizzy.

"Isn't it... Waaah~"

Before Dai Chengfeng could finish his teasing, Zhu Zhuqing covered his mouth with her fair hand.

"You...you shut up! Don't say a word! Get out! Now! Right now!"

Zhu Zhuqing was extremely ashamed and angry, and almost incoherently said: "Dai Chengfeng, you bastard! Rogue! Scoundrel..."

She grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it at Dai Chengfeng, trying to hide her embarrassment.

Dai Chengfeng laughed and easily caught the pillow. Taking advantage of Zhu Zhuqing's momentary lapse in attention, he quickly leaned down and stole a kiss from her chattering lips, silencing her completely.

"you!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Finally, under Zhu Zhuqing's humiliated and indignant gaze, Dai Chengfeng gently placed the pillow back on the bedside.

“Zhuqing, I’m serious, this is a good sign.”

Dai Chengfeng toned down his joking tone and said in a gentler voice, "You should get some rest. I'm heading back now, no need to see me off."

After saying that, Dai Chengfeng turned around in high spirits, laughed heartily, and left the room.

Only after Dai Chengfeng's figure disappeared outside the door did Zhu Zhuqing seem to come back to her senses. She sat back down on the edge of the bed, feeling utterly exhausted, and secretly listened to the smug laughter that was growing fainter and fainter outside the door.

She hugged the pillow, buried her burning cheeks in it again, and muttered in a low voice, "Who wants to give it to you!"

"Dai Chengfeng! I hate you! You're the most annoying one!"

Although she said those words, anyone who could see Zhu Zhuqing's expression would never guess that she was angry; on the contrary, she seemed... to be enjoying it?

…………

After leaving Zhu Zhuqing's room, Dai Chengfeng walked alone under the clear moonlight, humming a little tune with satisfaction, and headed towards his own room.

Soon, Dai Chengfeng arrived at the door and gently pushed it open.

squeak~
As the wooden door creaked softly, Dai Chengfeng entered the room.

Inside the room, only a dim bedside lamp was lit, casting a warm shadow over the room.

Dai Chengfeng's gaze, however, fell on the center of the bed...

There, a small figure was curled up, its golden fur gleaming softly in the dim light.

Qiu'er curled up on the blanket, her breathing steady, looking like a warm, golden ball of fluff.

Dai Chengfeng deliberately slowed his pace and even slowed his breathing.

But soon, Dai Chengfeng discovered...

Although Qiu'er's eyes were closed, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her little paws, resting on the pillow, were unconsciously tugging at the corner of the blanket.

Dai Chengfeng's heart softened instantly, and he realized that Qiu'er was actually pretending to be asleep.

Dai Chengfeng smiled, bent down, and gently pulled Qiu'er, along with the blanket, into his arms.

Feeling Dai Chengfeng's movement, Qiu'er's eyelashes trembled slightly. She opened her hazy golden eyes and subconsciously snuggled closer to his warm embrace, looking for a more comfortable position.

"I am back."

Dai Chengfeng lowered his voice, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"Ugh, you caught me! I was trying to scare you..."

Qiu'er's voice was hoarse and soft, as if she had just woken up. She looked up at Dai Chengfeng, a hint of disappointment flashing in her golden eyes.

"Trying to scare me?"

Dai Chengfeng smiled, reached out and ruffled Qiu'er's fluffy little head, messing up her soft fur.

"Naughty child, you deserve a spanking!"

"Disgusting~"

Qiu'er gave a soft snort and ignored Dai Chengfeng.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but Dai Chengfeng felt that Qiu'er was less lively than usual today.

Even in her eyes, there was a faint layer of worry, like sunlight being slightly obscured by thin clouds.

"What's wrong with Qiu'er?"

Soon, Dai Chengfeng roughly understood...

Dai Chengfeng tightened his arms, holding Qiu'er even more securely in his embrace.

He knew what Qiu'er was worried about—sacrifice, a fear etched into the bones of any soul beast.

"But in the end, Qiu'er still agreed to my request..."

The thought that Qiu'er was so worried about the sacrifice, yet still chose to believe his promise about "resurrection" made Dai Chengfeng's heart feel as if it had been gently brushed by the softest feather, and a wave of bittersweet emotion surged up.

His large hands gently stroked Qiu'er's back, one stroke at a time, with a soothing rhythm, as if he were cherishing a rare treasure.

"Let's get ready to rest."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu'er seemed somewhat surprised, tilting her small face up to look at Dai Chengfeng, her golden pupils gleaming faintly in the dim light: "You're not going out tonight?"

These days, Dai Chengfeng always goes out late at night and quietly returns in the early morning, bringing with him a cool aura and a faint, unfamiliar fragrance.

(End of this chapter)