The air was filled with silence.
Xiao Ruoching slept deeply, but perhaps for some reason, a shred of consciousness remained clear.
Between dreams and reality, she sensed a dark figure flying in through the window and then hastily rummaging for something by her side, rustling softly.
The shadow's figure felt very familiar, somewhat like her own master.
Xiao Ruoching couldn't help but find it amusing. She never expected her dream to be so interesting.
This person, from head to toe, was completely covered, like a flower-stealing thief.
It seemed he was even undressing her. Could dreams be this vivid?
Hmm... Undressing.
A flower-stealing thief.
Hmm!??
Suddenly, Xiao Ruoching snapped to attention, realizing something was amiss. Her eyes widened in alarm. Her mouth opened to scream, but before she could, a pair of hands swiftly covered her mouth, pinning her down on the bed.
"Help... Mmph... Come..."
