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

Chapter 429 Another Fall
Dai Chengfeng's tone carried a subtle hint of coaxing.

On the other side, Liu Erlong looked at the tempting wine and then at Dai Chengfeng.

Thinking about everything that happened today, and the pain that Yu Xiaogang caused, perhaps... perhaps I really need something to numb myself.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out hesitantly and took the glass.

Just one drink.

She emphasized that it was as if she was warning Dai Chengfeng, and also as if she was reminding herself.

"of course."

Dai Chengfeng smiled and gently clinked glasses with her.

The cool, slightly astringent liquor slid down my throat. At first, I didn't get used to it, but soon, a warm current rose from my stomach and slowly spread to my limbs, bringing a wonderful sense of relaxation.

Before Liu Erlong knew it, he had finished the whole cup.

Dai Chengfeng always seemed to find a reason to continue giving her a little something extra.

"This wine tastes good, would you like to try another half glass?"

"That's enough, we agreed on just one cup."

Liu Erlong shook his head.

However, Dai Chengfeng did not take back the wine bottle.

He tapped the bottle lightly with his fingertips, making a soft tapping sound, but his gaze remained fixed on her brow, which still carried a hint of weariness and pain.

"This wine has a long-lasting aftereffect; half a glass won't make you drunk."

His voice softened, like an evening breeze rustling through leaves, "Just this half cup might help you sleep better later."

Liu Erlong's fingertips curled slightly.

She was truly exhausted today; she felt as if her soul and body had been torn apart.

Yu Xiaogang's face and those resolute words were still churning in her mind, causing a dull ache in her temples.

The warmth in my stomach did indeed strangely ease the sharp pain.

She glanced at the amber liquid, then looked at Dai Chengfeng, "Just half a cup?"

She repeated, a crack already appearing in her resolute tone.

Dai Chengfeng smiled, tilted his wrist slightly, and poured only a small half-cup of the clear wine, stopping perfectly at the bottom of the glass.

"It's just a sleep aid."

Liu Erlong remained silent for a moment.

A gentle breeze swept through the courtyard, bringing a touch of coolness. Almost with a sense of self-abandonment, she reached out and took the half-glass of wine.

This time she drank more slowly, savoring the slightly astringent aftertaste and the warmth that slowly seeped into her cold limbs.

The bottom of the cup was soon empty again.

Dai Chengfeng looked at her slightly relaxed shoulders, a faint smile flashing in his eyes.

He didn't act immediately, but waited patiently, as if he were just accompanying her to appreciate the gradually sinking twilight.

After a while, Dai Chengfeng casually mentioned, his fingertips gently stroking the carved patterns on the bottle: "It would be a real shame to drink this wine alone."

Its beauty can only be appreciated by savoring it slowly.

"When you're feeling down, indulging yourself once in a while might not be a bad thing... Want a little more? Just a little bit more."

Perhaps Dai Chengfeng's wine was truly intoxicating, or perhaps Liu Erlong genuinely wanted to get drunk and escape certain things.

Therefore, a slight hint of alcohol had already crept into Liu Erlong's eyes, giving them a faint misty glow.

The words of refusal were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't bring myself to say them.

She hesitated as she looked at the wine glass that was being offered to her again.

Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng did not urge him, but simply continued to deliver the goods.

Liu Erlong took a soft breath, finally unable to resist the temptation. With a hint of helplessness towards herself, she nodded very slightly. The glass was filled again, this time slightly more than half full.

She took it, and the slight touch of her fingertips against his brought a touch of unfamiliar warmth.

She didn't look at him again, but stared at the ripples in the glass, then tilted her head back and slowly drank it all.

"This roasted mushroom goes perfectly with this wine."

"Sister Erlong, you've worked hard today."

"..."

Dai Chengfeng's words of encouragement to drink were natural and unforced, his eyes languid and smiling, making it hard to refuse.

Liu Erlong was already in a state of turmoil, and half-heartedly, he drank cup after cup...

Soon, the aftereffects of the red wine began to take hold. Her cheeks flushed a vibrant peach color, and her eyes began to glaze over. Her usually sharp and beautiful eyes were now watery, with a touch of innocent naivety.

"I...I really can't drink anymore..."

She felt a little dizzy and her body was hot. She subconsciously touched her burning cheeks with the back of her hand.

As Dai Chengfeng watched her slightly tipsy and charming state, his gaze subtly deepened.

He put down his wine glass, got up, and sat down next to Liu Erlong.

The distance between the two, which was originally appropriate, was instantly shortened, and Liu Erlong could even feel the warm breath emanating from him, carrying a cool, intoxicating scent.

She instinctively tried to move aside, but Dai Chengfeng gently grasped her wrist.

“Sister Erlong,” his voice was lower and husky than usual, with a magnetic allure, “...thank you for your manuscript.”

His approach made Liu Erlong's heart race, and he seemed to sober up a bit from the alcohol.

"You...you sit back down and talk!"

She tried to pull her hand away, but he held it even tighter.

The scalding heat of his palm pressed against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Thank you too…” Dai Chengfeng’s gaze fell on her rosy lips, his words carrying a hidden meaning, “Today’s… ‘reward’.”

Liu Erlong instantly understood his implication, feeling both ashamed and indignant.

"What nonsense are you talking about! That's not it... um!"

Before she could finish her explanation, Dai Chengfeng suddenly closed in and sealed her words with a kiss.

Unlike the previous forceful attacks, this kiss carried the mellow aroma of red wine, beginning with a slow, tentative tenderness, but soon, that familiar, irresistible force swept over once again.

“Um… no…”

Liu Erlong weakly pushed against his chest with her free hand, her protests faint and broken.

The alcohol made her body more supple, as if all her strength had been drained away, and her resistance seemed more like a reluctant invitation.

Her mind was in chaos. Reason was rejecting her, but her body betrayed her will under his kisses. A strange and intense tingling sensation spread again, even more intense than before, making her tremble all over and almost melt into his arms.

Two thoughts were locked in a fierce battle in my mind.

No! This can't be done!
But... it's already happened once...

Finally, amidst the slight decadence brought on by alcohol: Enough... just today... I've already done it once... I'll indulge myself one last time...

Tomorrow... tomorrow we'll draw a clear line completely...

Once this idea takes root, all resistance melts away like ice and snow.

Her hand, which had been pushing him away, slowly slid down and finally rested weakly on his arm. Her tightly closed eyelashes trembled as she awkwardly and passively endured the long and deep kiss. She even let out a very soft and delicate whimper, which she herself did not notice.

With tacit approval and indulgence, Dai Chengfeng's kisses became even more passionate and aggressive. His arms tightened around her waist, almost pulling her completely into his embrace.

An indescribable, tender feeling of spring.

(End of this chapter)