Mu Yiliang returned to the bedroom after washing up, carefully closed the door, and then snuggled into the bed.
But tonight, for so reason, she felt no sleepiness at all.
Perhaps it was because... just a wall away, there was a man there.
He was a stranger to her, yet inexplicably linked closely to her life, so when he forcibly intruded into her world, it seed so natural.
She couldn’t refuse, and to her surprise, she discovered she wasn’t as resistant to him as she thought.
When he held her hand, when he took her into his arms, when he kissed her lips... she never felt a trace of disgust, and even experienced an indescribable sense of expectation and lingering desire...
Even though her brain had forgotten everything, her body perhaps still rembered his warmth, so there was no discomfort at all.
Did they once have intimate monts?
Sleeping in each other’s arms, giving each other a good morning kiss upon waking...
Unfortunately, everything could only be guessed. No one would tell her what had happened. If they were willing to speak, they would have told her everything on the first day of her amnesia.
She hated being kept in the dark! But she vaguely knew that they were unwilling to tell her, surely because they thought it would be better if she forgot.
So, it definitely wasn’t a pleasant mory.
Amid her wild thoughts, she eventually fell asleep.
However, she had a dream, an indescribable... intimate dream.
She and a man were tightly embracing each other in the traditional position, she lay beneath him... the man’s movents were wild yet gentle, the heavy breaths crashing against her eardrums... she even heard her voice, softly moaning, she couldn’t believe such sounds were coming from her...
The searing touch felt so real, even... the presence of the man buried inside her was so vivid... her heartbeat quickened as she finally lost herself completely...
...
Mu Yiliang suddenly woke up, enveloped in darkness.
She snapped on the bedside lamp and felt parched.
A certain part of her body was still throbbing rhythmically, leaving her feeling empty, as if yearning for sothing... Her face imdiately went crimson!
Oh my gosh! Was she unfulfilled in desires? It would be enough just to dream like that, but her body even reacted...
She could hardly believe this fact, and was stunned for a long while, unable to return to her senses.
Just then, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.
"Yiliang?" It was a man’s deep and slightly worried voice, "Did you have a nightmare?"
She slowly looked up, and under the dim bedside lamp, the man’s face was clearly exposed in front of her, seemingly overlapping with the man from her dream...
"I’m fine!" She felt her cheeks getting even more flushed, and barely managed to say in a calm tone, "I’m just a bit thirsty and was about to get so water... Who let you in!"
This was her bedroom, and she clearly locked the door, so how did he get in?
Yan Sijue looked at her slightly flushed cheeks, a trace of pity passing through his eyes: "Want so water? Wait for ."
After he said that, he left.
Mu Yiliang, annoyed, buried her head in her knees, the desire in her body still hadn’t fully faded... Just now, when the man stood in front of her, she almost couldn’t hold back from tackling him... She must be possessed by sothing, she must be!
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