Chapter 27 Don’t take what happened in the dream seriously. Calculate the time,…
Calculating the time, it has been more than half a month.
Because Tu Zhizhuo is around, my head is full every day, so it’s okay to give up this harmless little hobby.
But when all my friends are gone and I don’t know what to do or think at night, thoughts quietly emerge from some hidden corner.
So this day would come sooner or later. Now that she had started eating meat, she couldn't abstain from sex forever.
Su Huaiwang was trying to convince himself again, trying hard not to look like he had succumbed to temptation.
After repeating this many times, she had already discovered the pattern:
As long as she doesn't commit suicide, spring dreams won't come.
Now, most of the time, she had dreamless nights. Even if she dreamed of Lin Jue occasionally, she would just be held quietly in his arms.
Su Huaiwang didn't hate this feeling, at least it was better than having a wet dream.
She believed that she and Lin Jue had already developed a friendship, so what? Would Lin Jue still come tonight?
My brain was dizzy, and the pleasure was mixed into a mess, but I pitifully forced myself to think about this problem that was actually not important.
Exhausted, she lay on the pillow, eyes half closed, gasping for breath.
The aftermath of the wave had not yet subsided, and from time to time electric currents ran through my body, but it was not satisfying.
It's been too long and too stingy, even the last bit of warmth has been taken away by the air.
But what could Su Huaiwang do? She had already tried her best.
Too extreme. Filling up and losing so quickly would only make her feel emptier.
It's always hard to fall asleep with a feeling of emptiness.
The night was silent, even the wind was silent. The scented candles on the bedside were still burning, making no sound, only the faint scent filled her private space.
She had turned off the night light at the head of the bed long before she started, and had also driven the three little ones out of the room. This place should have been her territory alone, but it also had the scent of other people.
Unexpectedly, she didn't hate the smell appearing in her world.
Su Huaiwang hid half of her face behind the quilt, covering her red and shameful cheeks, and sniffed lightly with the tip of her nose exposed.
The smell flowed in, making her already dizzy brain even more intoxicated.
His hand quietly touched the machine that had just stopped working.
She could do it again.
Numbness, insensitivity, all these were cast aside. She didn't even need any side dishes. She didn't know, or perhaps didn't want to face, who or what scenes emerged in her mind when faced with the continuous pleasure. She just vented her desires and unhappiness wantonly until she had no strength left.
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The next morning, it was no longer considered early morning, as the sun was almost at noon.
The two dogs, who had been hungry all night, looked at the cat food poured out of the automatic feeder with green eyes.
Mimi walked leisurely, looking at the two frustrated dogs. Her black eyes rolled around, and she strolled to the door of her owner's bedroom and started to pry at the door and bark.
Not long after, the door was suddenly opened and Su Huaiwang, in pajamas, walked out in a panic.
"Sorry, it's already this late. I'll feed you right away."
The two dogs came over, wagging their tails and whimpering.
Xiao Huang, who was not so well-behaved, ran the fastest and hit Su Huaiwang's calf like a cannonball, whining and wanting her to hug and touch him.
Su Huaiwang felt pain, but still bent down and hugged the two dog heads.
Xiao Huang was feeling happy, and he stretched his long nose into Su Huaiwang's arms, but he keenly smelled a different smell.
It barked twice in confusion, its eyes full of questions.
Unfortunately, Su Huaiwang didn’t have time to see what was going on, and hurriedly stood up to pour dog food for them.
Su Huaiwang stood in front of the dog food, and her image was reflected in the full-length mirror. She subconsciously covered her neck.
Looking in the mirror, my neck is still snow-white and clean, without any marks.
Su Huaiwang opened the collar of his pajamas and looked down, but there were no marks on his body.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and her body felt vaguely as if she was still in the hallucination of a dream, with an embarrassing sense of pain.
Perhaps it was because she had done it too many times last night, and she felt a little uncomfortable between her legs. Su Huaiwang was so focused on quickly feeding the dogs and cleaning herself up that she didn't notice that both dogs were squatting next to her and sniffing. Even the cat joined in the fun, moving its little nose around her legs.
"...What are they doing? What happened?" Su Huaiwang finally noticed this abnormal scene, moved his body, and opened his palms for them to smell.
All three noses were pressed against her palm, and the animals' sharp and puzzled gazes made her feel inexplicably guilty.
"I have something to do. I won't play with you anymore. I'm leaving first." She stood up, patted each of the three little ones on the head, and hurried to the bathroom.
Two dogs and a cat watched her go away, with her last remaining scent still lingering in their noses.
In addition to the usual smell of the house and their owners, there was also the smell of someone else, but fortunately that person was a familiar person, or a ghost.
Big Gray and Little Yellow no longer paid attention to this and began to eat their late breakfast in big mouthfuls.
In the bathroom, Su Huaiwang splashed cold water on his face.
She raised her head, looked at herself in the mirror, and tilted her head tentatively.
The side of her neck was smooth and there was nothing on it, but she felt a dull pain there.
She touched the place that had suffered the most last night, and it felt the same as usual, as if reminding her that what happened last night was completely a dream.
But it was so real, so real that she was in a daze for a long time when she got up.
Last night, Lin Jue showed up again without a doubt, and for some reason... his movements were much rougher than usual. Although he was still careful not to hurt her, his impatience was evident everywhere.
Su Huaiwang's knees went weak when he thought of that all-too-real dream.
She leaned against the sink, feeling a mixture of regret and relief at having survived.
The erotic dream was like her subconscious's revenge, real and long. Until the moment when the cat's meow woke her up, she was still being forcibly grabbed by the waist and nibbled by Lin Jue in the dream.
Fortunately it was a dream, fortunately it was a dream.
She let out a long sigh, and at the same time felt a little vicissitudes of life in her heart.
Have her sexual fantasies gotten this wild now?
It's true that being suppressed for too long can easily lead to abnormality. It's hard to imagine what she will become in five years when she turns 30.
There is no point in thinking too much about what will happen five years from now.
Su Huaiwang took a quick shower, put on his clothes, walked out of the bathroom, and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already noon.
I don’t know if it’s because I ate too little last night or because I exerted too much energy, but my stomach made a growling sound at the perfect time.
There was no one else around, and Su Huaiwang looked normal, but he turned a corner and went to the kitchen instead of returning to the bedroom.
The doorbell rang and Su Huaiwang stopped.
Rural people are always regular, usually taking a nap at home at this time, so...
She licked her lips, feeling inexplicably nervous and a little scared.
But this fear was completely different from the fear before opening the door for Lin Jue last night. It was a fear mixed with a hint of excitement.
Grasp the door handle.
Sure enough, it was Lin Jue, holding something in his hand.
Su Huaiwang hurriedly invited her in.
"I pickled some vegetables myself, do you want some?"
Lin Jue smiled and handed her the jar in his hand.
"Can you pickle vegetables?" Su Huaiwang took the pickled vegetables and asked curiously.
"After all, I grew up in the countryside. Didn't you say you liked the taste of food from Minguan? So I thought you might like it, so I pickled a little more. You can ask me for more after you finish eating."
When exchanging bags, their fingers inevitably touched. Lin Jue's fingers were still cold, which made Su Huaiwang shudder.
The icy touch pokes into the nerves, causing the dream picture in the mind to automatically start playing against one's will.
Even the smile of the girl in front of him seemed different from usual, with a subtle smell, like a dog that has not yet been full, sniffing the food in front of it greedily but restrainedly.
Su Huaiwang subconsciously took a step back and thanked him repeatedly.
"Are you feeling okay today?" After Su Huaiwang packed up his things, he heard Lin Jue suddenly ask.
"Not, not bad?" Su Huaiwang didn't know what she meant by asking this question.
"Is that so? That's good." Lin Jue's smile widened a little, and he was genuinely happy for her, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. "I saw that you didn't look well yesterday, and I was a little worried."
"Thank you." Su Huaiwang replied, and began to blame himself in his heart again.
People cared about her so much, but while she was talking, she kept thinking about the things she dreamed at night. It was really... Su Huaiwang could hardly find an adjective to describe himself.
"I read a horror novel and was a little scared last night." Su Huaiwang also smiled, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.
Fortunately, the fact that she was timid had been determined a few days ago, so Lin Jue did not doubt it: "If you are scared next time, you can come to me. I can accompany you, and then both of you will not be so scared." The other party still spoke gently and caringly.
"Yes, of course. Thank you." Su Huaiwang nodded repeatedly, not daring to look her in the eye.
"But it seems like it's more than just a psychological reason." As he lowered his head, Lin Jue's exposed, straight, beautiful legs moved. "Do you have a fever? Your face is so red."
Before she could react, Lin Jue's forehead was already touching hers, and he was standing on tiptoe, just enough to lean against her as she lowered her head.
The smell, which was no longer unfamiliar, invaded from all directions. Su Huaiwang's pupils suddenly dilated and his face became hot.
"Would you like to take your temperature? It seems a little hot."
Lin Jue was still whispering in her ear, leaning very close to her, almost rubbing his ears against hers.
Su Huaiwang couldn't help but think back to last night.
She couldn't help but recall that last night Lin Jue was just like this, close to her, his skin as cold and smooth as jade, making her tremble in the heat.
Ignoring her screams and cries, he simply leaned close to her sensitive ear, licked and played with it, and then, in a soft, almost the same tone as now, he said to her the only words she had spoken in all those spring dreams:
"I love you."
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