In these small worlds, there are always male leads whose excessive love and twisted expressions make them disliked and feared by the original heroines. Reborn, these heroines desperately avoid them...
He felt deeply ashamed and remorseful for his deep-seated desires.
...
Shen Zhiyi had a shameful dream.
She dreamt that Lu Yanzhuo walked out of the bathroom completely naked, soaking wet, his body radiating scalding heat.
He stared at her.
His gaze, burning hot to the bone, scraped across her skin as if it were solid.
Let her start a fire.
They even trembled involuntarily.
He held up a wrench and asked her in a hoarse voice.
"Mrs."
"Is there anywhere else that needs to be opened?"
That's a line from a short film.
She woke up abruptly, mortified.
The instant I opened my eyes.
Seeing the magnified handsome face in front of her, Shen Zhiyi couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a dream or reality.
She found herself lying in Lu Yanzhuo's arms.
She was still clinging to him like an octopus.
Her thighs were draped over his waist.
She rested her head on his arm.
A hand lay across his entire chest, resting on his muscular arm.
She instinctively pinched it.
It feels damn good.
Realizing what she was doing, Shen Zhiyi immediately withdrew her hand and patted her cheeks.
It's not a dream!
Shen Zhiyi, you're really taking advantage of him!
She never imagined that her cravings from her dreams would become a reality.
Not only did she fall asleep and roll next to him, but she also shamelessly hugged him all night!
She took a deep breath.
Carefully lift your leg and bring your foot back.
She secretly raised her eyes again, watching his movements.
But when her gaze fell on his chest, she suddenly couldn't look away.
Thinking about what I saw last night, and the scenes in my dream.
She couldn't help but reach out and press her hand on it, gently poking it twice.
Hmm...
Just as I imagined.
It's very hard.
Where are you touching?
Shen Zhiyi suddenly froze.
He looked up.
He met Lu Yanzhuo's deep, burning gaze.
"I……"
Before she could explain, he flipped her over and pinned her down.
He held her wrist, the one that had just caused the trouble, his fingertips tracing the veins in her hand, climbing up to her palm, and finally inserting his rough fingers between her fingers.
He asked her in a low, hoarse voice.
“Shen Zhiyi”.
"You said yesterday that you wanted fairness."
"You took advantage of me first thing in the morning, shouldn't you... give me something in return?"