Huo Chengan's tenderness made her intoxicated, and his questions surprised her.

Yes, the school where she teaches is located in a remote place. Even if she knows the address, it is really difficult to find it. What's more, she didn't tell him anything about herself. How did he find her?

"Is it really a dream?"

She whispered, relaxed her guard, let her heart decide, groped with her hands in the darkness in front of her, missed and unwilling to caress his face, drew his outline, and finally put her slender fingers on his lips.

The kiss just now was so affectionate and warm that she couldn't help being intoxicated and lost her heart.

"It was a dream..."

The more you know the reality, the more you can clearly feel the cruelty of the reality. They are completely people from two worlds, let alone together. It's difficult to meet again, isn't it? Maybe she can only see him in the newspaper and TV in the future.

It seems that she still has some perseverance. She dropped her hand and pinched herself severely.

"It doesn't hurt......" Song youyou cried in disappointment: "it seems really a dream."

Listening to the little woman in her arms talking to herself and pretending that he is non-existent air, Huo Chengan is angry and happy again.

"You just pinched my arm." He reminded her with a chuckle.

"Huh? My dream is so vivid that it will refute me? "

As she spoke, she also patted him on the face. In the slapping sound, she smiled and said, "you scoundrel, I dare not beat you in reality. In my dream, I decide to see how I beat you!"

He was playing hard, but his wrist was caught.

"Woman, you are the only one in the world who dares to pat me on the face. Today you are really dead!"

The hands held at her waist made a slight effort. Song youyou only felt that the whole person flew up, and then fell heavily on the bed.

"It hurts..." she exclaimed, but the bottom of her heart said secretly: why doesn't this dream go with her idea?

A tall weight suddenly pressed on her, and the sound of splitting silk sounded. The thin clothes disappeared in an instant. The man's strong breath sprayed on her neck. After a short caress, it was an outrageous invasion.

Song youyou is still there. She hasn't reflected from the question of reality or dream. She allows someone to act recklessly on her.

"Ah... Ah..."

The comfortable feeling was too real. She couldn't help whispering along with someone's rhythm.

He fiercely and wantonly attacked, saw her intoxicated, leaned close to her ear, gently licked her earlobe, and said in a seductive soft voice: "do you still think it's a dream now?"

This dream is really too incredible. The warm breath is so close. His attack is so hot. Wave by wave of impact makes her lose it quickly. She has no brain to think whether it is a dream or a reality.

I don't know how long it took. With his wild roar, song youyou fainted.

When I woke up again, it was daybreak, and wisps of sunshine came in through the tulle curtains.

Song youyou is still not fully awake. He is still remembering his dream last night. He doesn't even look at the environment of her room.

"Flower maniac! Make such a dream! "

She closed her eyes and thought about it. She was embarrassed. She grabbed her hands at the edge of the quilt and covered her face, as if she was afraid that anyone would see her red cheeks.

"Woman, do you still think you're dreaming?"

Song Youyou, who was buried in the quilt, was stiff. She raised the quilt slightly and looked at the other side of the bed by the outside light.

"Ah!" Song youyou screamed loudly.

See the ghost! Will she grow corns? She actually saw the body of a naked man, and even saw a little cute!

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