Dear Mr. Shi Novel Chapter 404 - 404 404 the gentleness in dreams so real

??Chapter 404: 404, the gentleness in dreams, so real

Chapter 404: 404, the gentleness in dreams, so real

Song Qinghuan was restless, struggling to wake up, but no matter what she did, she couldn’t rouse herself.

She groaned impatiently, wanting to pull back, but it was as if she had been immobilized by an ancient pressure-point master and couldn’t move at all.

When she was forcefully entered, Song Qinghuan felt like it was just a dream.

How had he ever been this gentle before, afraid of hurting her, painstakingly caressing and revolving inside her body, all while tenderly kissing her cheeks and the corners of her lips?

This dream was too strange, it should be just a dream, so her senses shouldn’t be so intense.

She could not only distinctly sll his scent and breath but also feel the tingling sensation originating from her body, spreading from her undulating parts, all the way to the bottom of her heart.

Song Qinghuan’s brow furrowed tightly, but what mattered more was how clear the feeling was. It didn’t feel like a dream at all, to the extent that ignoring it was impossible.

So with all these feelings, it didn’t seem like a dream at all, but his manner was completely different from reality.

She was uncertain whether she had made a sound or not. She only knew of a torturous ordeal of heat and cold that was driving her mad.

She didn’t want, nor could she take this much. Her body started shaking as if in spasm, but he wouldn’t stop, still gently colliding and caressing her.

Her mind gradually beca blank, unable to rember anything. Her body surrendered before her will.

Whether it was a dream or not, Song Qinghuan could no longer think. Her consciousness seed to have drifted to the clouds, becoming fainter and fainter, until finally, she couldn’t feel anything at all.

The morning sunlight, passing through the thin curtain, shot into the room.

Song Qinghuan, who was comfortably asleep, suddenly sprung up as if she sensed sothing.

Her head felt groggy, and she could still see double when she sat up.

She lightly knocked her head with her hand, and the scenes from the “dream” imdiately flashed in her mind.

Song Qinghuan was startled, quickly threw off her covers to check, and found herself nicely laid out on the bed, her bathrobe properly worn, as if nothing had happened.

So, it was a dream? It really was a dream.

Song Qinghuan, with her hand on her head, sat on the bed and thought for a long ti. Why on earth would she have such a dream? What was she thinking? Did she still harbor fantasies about the man who hurt her deep in her heart?

This possibility made Song Qinghuan extrely disgusted with herself.

She got out of bed and realized that i Jun was not in the room. Where had she gone? Song Qinghuan picked up the phone and called i Jun.

Of course, i Jun didn’t sleep in the sa room as Song Qinghuan last night, but she couldn’t tell Song Qinghuan that. She claid to have gone to the restaurant for an early breakfast, and seeing Song Qinghuan still fast asleep, she didn’t wake her.