That night, Yuan Jiang fell into a hazy, erotic dream.
The man's husky voice was low and husky. His rosy lips gently touched hers as he asked, "Jiang Jiang, is it alright?"
In her hazy dream, her vision was blurred, but she could vaguely see a man with a strong, muscular build, long, glossy black hair, and slightly curled bangs that parted naturally to reveal his widow's peak. His lips, as red as a peony, were curved in a fascinated smile as he gently stroked her again and again.
"Jiang Jiang, do you like it?"
"It likes you very much."
"Jiang Jiang, you are mine..."
The soft murmurs, each one brooking no argument, echoed in her ears.
She blinked hard, trying desperately to see what the person in front of her looked like, but no matter what she did, she couldn't see anything clearly!
She could only instinctively wrap her arms around his neck, wanting to question him but realizing that she was only letting out a soft moan.
Hearing her voice, the fire in the man's eyes burned even brighter. His rough fingertips gripped her delicate, slender neck, and he lowered his head to kiss her, his kiss fierce and ruthless.
It was as if they wanted to swallow her whole.
In the end, she cried her heart out, her voice trembling, but the man behind her clung to her like a vine.
A long, slender hand with distinct bones gripped her chin fiercely. The man's eyes suddenly darkened, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, and he cruelly said, "Jiang Jiang, how about we keep doing this?"
She sobbed and struggled desperately, but the man was very strong. He pinned her hands down, gripped her waist tightly, and a satisfied smile curved his crimson lips. Hot sweat dripped onto her tear-streaked face, making her eyelashes tremble.
......
Yuan Jiang suddenly opened her eyes. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and even her earlobes were bright red. Her beautiful and charming fox eyes seemed to be filled with a bright spring, glistening with moisture. Her tender and luscious lips were pursed, and her breathing was a little rapid. She got out of bed with messy steps, poured a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.
The cold water dispelled her confused consciousness.
How could she have such a dream?
Who is the man in my dream?
Yuan Jiang's face was flushed, and her blank eyes gradually regained their rationality. She raised the back of her hand to wipe the hot sweat from her forehead, took two deep breaths, and calmed the restless fire in her body.
The man in her dream was quite to her liking.
Although her actions were a bit rough, she just loved choking her neck and kissing her!
The little fox demon's ears were so red they were practically bleeding, and a hint of regret showed on her flushed face. It was a pity that it was just a dream and she couldn't truly experience it.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door.
"Knock knock knock—"
"Miss Yuan Jiang, may I come in?" It was Li Yanxi's voice.
Yuan Jiang patted her face with her little hands, trying to stop thinking about the messy things in her dream. She hurriedly put on her coat before opening the door: "What's wrong?"
Li Yanxi's gaze fell on Yuan Jiang's fair and rosy face, his eyes darkening slightly. He glanced into the room and lowered his voice, saying, "Miss Yuan Jiang, why don't we go inside and talk?"
“Okay.” Yuan Jiang stepped aside to make way.
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