Chapter 44
"What are you doing? Put your clothes on!" Ning Wensong covered her eyes with both hands, peeking into his eyes through her fingers. She felt her whole body burning up.
Shen Che didn't speak, but looked at her with an ambiguous gaze. His hand gradually moved from supporting himself on the ground to Ning Wensong's waist.
"Ugh..." Ning Wensong didn't know how to react. The area covered by the hand started to turn red and hot, and a surge of heat began to flow through her body, making her feel a little dazed. She no longer had the energy to pay attention to the hand that was groping her.
"Baby...you're in heat..." Chen Che's lips were close to her ear, and his hot breath made Ning Wensong's whole body turn as red as a strawberry.
Ning Wensong vaguely heard his words and felt a bit annoyed by this heat cycle. Why did it have to come at this time? She forced herself to concentrate and hugged Chen Che's neck, gently asking, "How long does this heat cycle last? I still need to prepare for the competition!"
Chen Che: ......
As expected of his wife, even at a time like this, she's still thinking about the competition. "It will probably last for 1-3 days. Don't worry, you have plenty of time to practice."
He couldn't hold back any longer after he finished speaking, and in a great hurry, he picked up Ning Wensong and carried her back to the room.
Their footsteps were so fast that it was impossible to tell who was in heat.
Ning Wensong was gently placed on the bed. She was already delirious, only knowing that her body was very hot and she longed for deep, thorough caresses, she longed for...
"Husband...be gentle, you're biting me to death!" Ning Wensong struggled out of her desire and said this in pain. It's hard to understand, she's not catnip or Abubu.
Shen Che pretended not to hear, but he reduced the force of his bite considerably.
The bed in the bedroom creaked and rocked until the sun was high in the sky, and the little house was bathed in sunlight and the glow of the sunset.
As night fell, Ning Wensong fainted during the jolts, only to wake up again amidst the shaking. After the last jolt, she lay blankly on the bed, her eyes vacant.
"If it happens again, I'm done for... If it happens again, I'll grab a knife..."
Shen Che had just filled the bathtub with water and stepped out of the bathroom when he heard this sentence. The rest of the sentence was too soft to hear clearly, but he could guess what it was. He immediately felt a chill in his lower body.
"Baby, sweetie, I'll take you for a soak."
After he finished speaking, the bedroom fell silent for a moment. Ning Wensong looked at him with a suspicious gaze, her face full of distrust.
“I swear, I won’t do anything.” He then held up three fingers next to his head.
Ning Wensong sighed and stretched out her arms as if to hug her. "You said it, I'm really tired. I wanted to practice today... but now I can't move at all. It's all your fault, all your fault!"
Shen Che steadily carried her towards the bathroom, repeatedly apologizing as he searched his mind for any spells he had learned that he could use.
It wasn't until the two of them were nestled in the bathtub to rest that he remembered a very ancient spell—the Dream Spell.
“Baby, I have a spell that allows you to control your dreams. I will then enter your dream so you can practice in your dream. The practice in the dream is unrelated to reality, and the hair on my body can regenerate indefinitely.”
He said this with a seductive tone.
This piqued Ning Wensong's interest. She lifted her head in Shen Che's arms, resting her head on his chest. "Really? Then I'll practice tonight and make up for what I missed during the day."
When the topic turned to daytime, Ning Wensong shuddered slightly as if in response, and asked uncertainly, "The heat cycle... should be over by now, right?"
The scenes from the daytime kept flashing through her mind, and she was somewhat shocked. How could it have lasted so long? Was it because it was a demon? That was terrifying.
Chen Che sighed. He wanted to continue, "More or less. There might be some lingering effects tomorrow or the day after, but it won't be like today..."
He looked down at Ning Wensong, and from his current angle, he could see the very undulating parts of her body. Chen Che slowly hugged her tighter and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"Baby, you're shaking so badly today... When can we continue next time?" He asked regretfully, with a hint of unsatisfied desire.
Ning Wensong looked shocked, feeling the movement beneath his buttocks. "Are you possessed by a lecherous ghost?"
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. So she simply reached out and gave that thing a hard squeeze.
"......"
Chen Che sighed helplessly, enduring the pain. "Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Go to sleep. I'll wipe it for you later. Wait for me in your dreams."
He could tell that Ning Wensong was actually very sleepy, but was just trying hard not to go to sleep.
There were no glaring lights in the villa area, but the moon was exceptionally round tonight, and the room was dimly lit by the moonlight. Chen Che accurately found the spot and carried Ning Wensong upstairs.
He stood by the bed for a moment, silently cast a spell on the two of them, and then lay down close to Ning Wensong. He held Ning Wensong in his arms before falling asleep.
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Dream.
Ning Wensong lay relaxed on a cloud. She had only been awake for a short time when she discovered that everything here was at her disposal; it was simply a paradise.
She had been lying down for a long time, but Shen Che still hadn't appeared. She couldn't help but wonder if he had only learned half of the spell.
"Stupid and incompetent!"
"Huh? You're secretly cursing me!" Chen Che appeared above her head with a bang and slammed down on Ning Wensong.
Ning Wensong took a difficult breath, "If this were in reality, I would be gone. Get up quickly."
Chen Che lay on her for a while, enjoying himself to the fullest. When he got up, he had turned into a cat. He licked his paws and looked innocently at Ning Wensong, "Meow, I'm ready. You can start practicing now."
"..." Ning Wensong closed his eyes. He had actually learned to act cute.
After she recovered, she stood up and moved her body, simulating the environment of the preliminary round in this space. At the same time, she conjured up many tools and used her mind to control Chen Che to make him stand on the table.
Ning Wensong kept thinking about the shape in her mind. Now she was sure about the body part. It was the shape of a dreamy meteor shower falling. The colors were mainly white, blue and pink. This time the technique was different from before. She wanted to completely replicate the shape of a meteor shower falling, especially the trails. The beauty of the starlight twinkling and each meteor was independent. This step was not difficult for her. It just required more practice.
But the problem now is the design of the legs, face, and tail. Ning Wensong is a little unsure, so she simply asks Shen Che for his opinion, "What imagery do you think is related to the meteor shower? I'm still unsure about everything except the body."
Chen Che paced back and forth on the table, staring at his fluffy tail for a long time before hesitantly speaking, "I have an idea. My face could be shaped like the Big Dipper or some other constellations. Since my body is like a falling meteor shower, could my legs be decorated with lines? I can't think of anything for the tail..."
"!" Ning Wensong's eyes widened, shocked by Shen Che's suggestion. It was exactly the effect she wanted. The Big Dipper on his face was very creative, and the design of his legs was also excellent. She excitedly picked up Shen Che and spun him around. Laughter echoed in the space, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.
He raised his face smugly and hummed a few times.
As for the tail...
Ning Wensong couldn't come up with anything, so she decided to stop thinking about it for now and just practiced with the current look. She raised her tools with both hands and said, "Let's begin!"
In reality, she was missing a tool because the design was exceptionally small, rendering her old scissors and clippers useless. In her dream, she conjured up a tool that was not widely available but extremely useful for detailed work: a small razor.
This tool also places high demands on the user; an overly sharp blade can easily injure people and animals, but it is very easy for Ning Wensong to use.
After training in two worlds, her mastery of her opponent skyrocketed.
Shen Che stood quietly, striking a suitable pose to make it easier for Ning Wensong to style her hair.
Time in dreams always passes quickly. Ning Wensong practiced for a long time, and the hair on Chen Che's body disappeared and grew back many times.
Ning Wensong woke up with a smile in the morning; Shen Che was still asleep when she opened her eyes.
"Hehe." She gently pushed away Chen Che's arms that were wrapped around her waist, and tiptoed out of bed to the bathroom.
As she walked, the strain on her legs and waist almost caused Ning Wensong to fall to the ground. She quickly leaned against the wall and patted her chest in relief.
She didn't see that Shen Che had quietly opened his eyes and was staring intently at her.
"Hey, brother, could you help me buy a few small razors for styling? I need them urgently for the competition!" Ning Wensong lowered his voice. Shen Che made her uncomfortable yesterday, so he shouldn't be involved in anything for now. Shen Che's status in the family had to decline.
"If you buy it for me, you'll be second in our family!"
Xu Lin was still puzzled when he received his sister's call early in the morning, but upon hearing this, he immediately perked up and agreed, "I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"
Ning Wensong hung up the phone with satisfaction, feeling relieved. But when she turned around, she saw Chen Che leaning against the door, watching her.
"......"
She decided to strike first, "What are you doing standing here? You're eavesdropping!"
Shen Che found it amusing, yawned, walked over, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and slapped her bottom with one hand. "Alright, baby, go back to sleep. You need to rest."
Ning Wensong was furious and helpless. She struggled on his shoulder for a long time before finally slapping his butt. The way he was carrying her made it easy for her to hit him. To vent her anger, she slapped him many times, and the room was filled with the sound of slapping.
She was thrown onto the bed in no time. "I'm generous, I don't care, go to sleep!" Shen Che said indifferently, just urging her on.
"Sigh, fine, I'll listen to you then." Ning Wensong obediently lay down with the blanket, but fell asleep just a few seconds after closing her eyes.
Shen Che also lay down with her in his arms, but instead of sleeping like Ning Wensong, he took out his phone and started contacting people to buy a small razor.
Whether he needs it or not, he has to buy it; his status in the family is earned through his own efforts.
For the next few days, the two lived a free life in the villa, practicing in their dreams during the day and occasionally having sex at night when they felt the urge.
Ning Wensong's skills are also gradually improving, the only problem is that he hasn't decided on the shape of his tail yet.
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