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

Chapter 580 Liu Erlong (2)

As the last piece of black clothing slipped off, Liu Erlong's smooth skin was exposed in the cool air.

The lights flickered.

This mature, voluptuous body trembled slightly with tension and a hint of chill, while Dai Chengfeng's eyes were deep and intensely passionate.

He leaned down, about to once again capture those two lips that captivated him...

However, at that moment, Liu Erlong suddenly reached out and pressed her hand against Dai Chengfeng's chest.

Her fingertips were icy cold, a stark contrast to Dai Chengfeng's burning hot skin.

"and many more……"

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly. Though subtle, it was like a bucket of cold water, unexpectedly pouring over Dai Chengfeng's burning passion.

Dai Chengfeng froze abruptly, looked up, his eyes filled with astonishment, and even a hint of incomprehensible anxiety.

The arrow was on the bowstring, the atmosphere had been built up to this point, and she had already taken off all her clothes. Was it time to call a halt?
He asked, almost through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse:
"...At this point, what are we waiting for?"

Liu Erlong turned her face away, not daring to look directly into Dai Chengfeng's burning gaze, which seemed to see through all her thoughts.

She curled up slightly, instinctively hugging herself, and whispered:
"I need to...take a shower first...I feel uncomfortable because I smell of alcohol..."

The reason sounds reasonable, but in this context, it seems particularly abrupt and deliberate.

Liu Erlong himself knew that this was just an excuse.

When the moment of true honesty arrived, the hesitation and panic that she had forcibly suppressed with alcohol surged back into her heart like a tide.

Her feelings for Dai Chengfeng were too complicated.

To say I completely dislike it? Not necessarily.

During this period, this young man provided silent companionship and understanding during her most vulnerable and painful time.

As she wept in his arms, she truly felt a sense of peace she had never known before.

That feeling of being respected and accepted was something she had never experienced with Yu Xiaogang.

Perhaps, there is a little bit of liking, a liking for the feeling of being cherished.

But to ask how much she liked him—was it the kind of love that was irreplaceable and unforgettable? Liu Erlong immediately gave a negative answer in her heart.

Her feelings for Dai Chengfeng were more like a dependence on a piece of driftwood when drowning, tinged with a self-destructive indulgence.

She was simply using the alcohol as an excuse to completely numb and indulge herself...

That's why she didn't refuse, and half-heartedly let things develop to this point.

However, as the final barrier was removed and the moment of true unity drew near, the fear stemming from her age, identity, and the deep-seated unpreparedness within her made her instinctively want to retreat.

She was much older than Dai Chengfeng; in terms of age, Dai Chengfeng could almost be her nephew or niece.

The sense of distance caused by this age difference...

Does she really want to have such an intimate relationship with this "junior"? After this indulgence, how will they face each other?
A jumble of thoughts made her desperately need some time, even if it was just a brief delay.

Looking at Liu Erlong's flickering eyes, her slightly curled-up body, and her obviously unconvincing "bathing" excuse, Dai Chengfeng immediately understood her hesitation and struggle at this moment.

She wasn't entirely unwilling; she was simply backing down at the last minute and needed some time to adjust...

Or rather, one needs a stepping stone to overcome the hurdle in their heart.

A faint sense of helplessness swept through Dai Chengfeng's heart, but he knew Liu Erlong's inner turmoil at the moment, and forcing her would only push her further away.

Soon, the astonishment and anxiety in Dai Chengfeng's eyes gradually faded, replaced by an extreme patience and gentleness.

He didn't show any displeasure or force when Liu Erlong called for a stop. Instead, he gently loosened his grip on her, pulled over the thin blanket beside him, and considerately covered her bare shoulders to protect her from the slightly chilly air. "Okay."

He still only used a single, simple word.

Then, he did something that Liu Erlong didn't expect.

He bent down, reached under Liu Erlong's legs and back, and with a slight effort, lifted her up in his arms.

"what!"

Liu Erlong exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around Dai Chengfeng's neck. "What...what are you doing?"

"Aren't you going to take a shower?"

Dai Chengfeng looked down at her, a faint, indulgent smile playing on his lips. "I'll carry you there."

His movements were natural and brooked no refusal, yet without the slightest hint of disrespect.

Liu Erlong stared blankly at his handsome face so close to hers, and her flustered heart strangely calmed down a little.

He saw through her procrastination, but he didn't point it out or force her. Instead, he accepted her unease in a way that was almost protective and took the initiative to build that step for her.

This time, Liu Erlong did not refuse.

She gently pressed her burning cheek against his strong, warm chest, listening to his powerful, slightly rapid heartbeat...

She let him hold her.

In the bathroom.

Dai Chengfeng carefully placed Liu Erlong into water at a suitable temperature.

The warm water instantly enveloped my body, dispelling the chill from my skin and seemingly relieving some of the tension in my nerves.

Liu Erlong leaned against the tub, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the comfort brought by the hot water.

The effects of the alcohol hadn't completely worn off, and the emotional turmoil she'd just experienced left her feeling somewhat drowsy.

She could sense that Dai Chengfeng hadn't left, but had instead taken a cloth and bath soap from the side and gently began to wipe her body.

His movements were very careful, with an almost pious meticulousness.

The towel glided across her smooth shoulders and neck, her beautifully shaped back, and her slender waist...

Every part of him seemed to be electrified, causing Liu Erlong's body to tremble slightly involuntarily.

This intimate service, with its more aggressive kisses and caresses than before, made her even more flustered, and a strange emotion, mixed with shyness and a faint expectation, spread in her heart.

She dared not open her eyes and could only passively experience it.

Dai Chengfeng's fingers would occasionally brush against her sensitive skin unintentionally, causing a slight ripple.

His breath sprayed onto the back of her ears and neck, warm and moist.

The atmosphere didn't cool down because of the bathing incident; instead, it became more ambiguous and heated again during this silent, slow intimate contact, even more tender than before.

Dai Chengfeng was extremely patient. He took the bath very seriously, as if it were not an excuse for procrastination, but something that needed to be taken seriously.

He helped her wash her long hair, gently massaging her scalp with his fingertips to ease her tension.

Liu Erlong's tense body gradually relaxed completely under his gentle advances, and she even unconsciously let out a very soft, satisfied sigh.

This process is long and arduous.

(End of this chapter)