Jiang Zhili lay on the bed, preparing to dream for the second time. She slowly closed her eyes...
In the dream, everything was white.
"Sister Zhizhi, what scene do you want to choose this time?" Duoduo's excited voice came from the air.
After taking the dream-making pill, the scenes in the dream can be constructed.
Jiang Zhili thought for a moment, a smile spreading across his eyes. "Let's set the scene inside the mansion, in his room. Set the weather to night time. He's just finished taking a bath, and I'm going to apply medicine to him."
{Pampered young lady x humble slave play! Exciting!} Duoduo felt like she was going to bleed from her nose.
The next moment, the scene changed.
Jiang Zhili appeared at Song Yi's door, holding a porcelain bottle for applying medicine in his hand.
The dim candlelight in the room overflowed from the crack of the door, just like Song Yi's thoughts.
At this moment, he was sitting on a stool with his chest exposed. He was very familiar with every table and chair in the room.
He was also very familiar with the wound on his back; he could feel the tearing and burning sensation coming from his back.
He knew that this dream happened when he had just moved into Jiang Zhili's courtyard. At that time, he still hated her in his heart...
But within a few days, his mood will be completely different.
Knock knock knock——
There was a knock on the door. Song Yi paused and looked towards the door.
"Gousheng, open the door quickly. I want to come in!" Jiang Zhili's somewhat indulgent voice sounded outside the door.
After saying that, Jiang Zhili pushed the door open and walked in.
She had just forgotten that Gousheng's house could not be locked at all.
Song Yi: “…”
When Jiang Zhili walked into the room, she saw Song Yi staring at her closely. There seemed to be a burning fire in his dark eyes. Perhaps it was because of the night, or perhaps it was because Song Yi had already developed a good impression of her...
"Well, it's time to apply medicine," Jiang Zhili avoided Song Yi's burning gaze and looked at his back.
In the dream, this was Song Yi's second time applying medicine, and the wounds on his back had already scabbed over.
Jiang Zhili's eyes swept across the man's strong shoulders, and finally stopped at the crisscrossing wounds on his back.
Song Yi's Adam's apple slid slightly, and he couldn't help but think of his last dream, which was both stimulating and pleasurable. Of course, he also felt a little regretful when washing his cunt, for he actually did that to his beloved in his dream...
Is it true that whatever you think about during the day you dream about at night? This is the second time in just a few days. This is his dream. He is very clear about his thoughts and what he wants to happen.
The faint heat from the candlelight seemed to penetrate into the hearts of the two people in the room, and just a little bit could start a big fire!
Song Yi's skin color is not dark, it is even slightly cold white, like a piece of cold jade, but it feels warm to the touch.
Jiang Zhili unscrewed the porcelain bottle, applied the ointment on his fingertips, and applied the cold ointment to the wound.
A little numb and itchy.
Song Yi's ears gradually turned red. After his last dream, he understood that Jiang Zhili in his dream would not resist, and would even react according to his thoughts and feelings...
“Does it hurt?
Jiang Zhili's voice was low, with a hint of arrogance and a hint of tenderness, as if he was caring for his lover.
Song Yi's breathing quickened, the words of denial turning in his throat, turning into a low response: "It hurts."
The fingertips behind him stopped, and then he felt a slight numbness.
He heard Jiang Zhili say behind him: "Blow it and it will stop hurting."
Song Yi clenched his fists and turned around.
"Miss, would you like to take a look at the weapon I have hidden for a long time?"
{Rogue!} Duoduo cursed loudly.
Jiang Zhili raised her eyebrows, raised her hands and placed them on Song Yi's broad shoulders, her watery eyes gleaming with a hint of coquettishness: "How dare a mere horse slave hide weapons!"
Song Yi's whole body was tense. He spoke humbly, with a hint of silence: "Please forgive me, Miss. I deliberately hid it. I was really forced by the situation..."
After saying that, he wanted to stand up. Jiang Zhili narrowed her eyes slightly, and she exerted force with her hands to press Song Yi back onto the stool.
"Since it is hidden privately, I will search it out myself!" After saying that, she raised her hand and went to explore!
Song Yi held his breath, his voice tense: "Let the young lady decide..."
Jiang Zhili searched out Song Yi's weapon, held it in his hand and observed it repeatedly before applying medicine to him again.
The candlelight flickered.
The eldest lady was very thoughtful. She applied medicine to the slave carefully and checked and tested the weapon repeatedly. Then she ordered the slave to take her away for cleaning and then fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, when Song Yi woke up and saw that he was the only one on his bed, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
Last night’s dream was very warm.
In the end, he fell asleep with Zhizhi in his arms. He missed that feeling so much that it was even more desirable to him than the process itself.
Song Yi felt the stickiness on his body and sighed.
Of course, he also longs for the process.
This time I dreamed of Zhizhi, and the longing for her was even more difficult to suppress.
He had to speed up the process so that he could marry her into the palace as soon as possible...
At this time, the palace door was pushed open and Eunuch Deng walked in with his back hunched and his head lowered.
He lowered his voice and said, "Third Prince, it's time."
Obviously he has learned his lesson.
Song Yi glanced at Eunuch Deng, who didn't even look up, and said in a cold voice, "Go down and wait."
"Ah," Eunuch Deng breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Yi said again: "Go get a basin of clean water."
"I obey your command," Eunuch Deng retreated.
He thought to himself that the Third Prince was going to wash his hands again.
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When Jiang Zhili got up, it was already noon.
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