It took Wang Simeng a long time to recover.
Seeing this, Mo Beichen looked at Wang Simeng in a low, slightly lustful voice and asked, "Meng'er, may I continue?"
“No! We should all go home. I’m going to take a nap and see if I can dream about anything,” Wang Simeng said to Mo Beichen.
Completely unaware that Mo Beichen's eyes had darkened, and a fierce fire was burning within them.
Mo Beichen didn't speak, but hugged Wang Simeng again, holding her tightly in his arms.
Wang Simeng sensed the change in Mo Beichen, her face turned even redder, and she gently nudged Mo Beichen.
Let go.
Mo Beichen didn't let go, but held Wang Simeng tightly, pressing her close to his chest.
"If you don't let go, I'll really get angry," Wang Simeng threatened.
"Meng'er, wait a minute! Just a minute."
Mo Beichen's voice was hoarse. After speaking, he buried his head in Wang Simeng's neck, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her hair, which dispelled the heat in his body and gradually calmed his heart.
A few seconds later, Mo Beichen brought Wang Simeng over and said gently, "Meng'er, let's go!"
Wang Simeng nodded, and the two left Qifeng Tower together.
It was already midnight when the two of them got home.
The two of them fell into deep thought.
Mo Beichen was wondering what would happen if Meng'er also dreamed about certain things.
Wang Simeng returned to the mansion and went directly into the villa to wash up and go to sleep.
She closed her eyes, and all she could think about were moments with Mo Beichen; her heart raced. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
In my dream, a man was standing in front of me.
The man was dressed in a white robe, his face was indistinct, but when he looked at me, the tenderness in his eyes was clear to everyone.
Behind him was a vast and boundless starry sky.
The man looked at her tenderly, then walked towards her, getting closer and closer...
The man's figure gradually became more realistic. In the end, it transformed into the likeness of Mo Beichen.
Suddenly, a beam of light descended from the sky and shone on Mo Beichen and Wang Simeng.
In an instant, Mo Beichen vanished.
Wang Simeng opened her eyes and sat up. Her gaze was somewhat vacant.
She felt a little sad thinking about the scene of Mo Beichen disappearing, but for some reason, she felt a little guilty when she thought of Mo Beichen's eyes in the dream.
"No, why would I feel guilty? It's ridiculous. It was just a dream. They say dreams are the opposite of reality. And even if it really was a past life, it wasn't me now! Hmm, that's right."
Wang Simeng muttered to herself, trying to comfort herself.
The next morning, Wang Simeng got up early and decided to have a good talk with Mo Beichen.
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