After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 68 Oh no, it feels like my heart is about to stop!
Inside the bathroom, a soft, pattering sound drifted out, and a graceful figure was projected through the frosted glass door.

Suddenly, the sound of water stopped.

With a click, the door was pushed open.

The man wore a white bathrobe, revealing his delicate collarbones and a glimpse of his muscular waist and V-line. His eight-pack abs rose and fell powerfully with each breath, and he exuded a faint aura of indifference.

He leaned against the headboard with his head down, his bangs falling down and obscuring his eyes. Under the light of a retro nightlight, his well-defined, handsome fingers flipped through the documents his subordinates had found.

According to the information, this woman appeared out of thin air.

A hint of ferocity flashed in his sharp, arrogant eyes; his long, narrow almond-shaped eyes were framed by two thin, slightly parted lips beneath his high, straight nose.

Tsk, is he an unregistered resident?
Perhaps because he hadn't slept for a long time, drowsiness gradually crept into his eyes. He unusually put down the documents in his hand and closed his eyes.

Little did they know, this was someone else's masterpiece.

'Three Nights of Dream Control', as the name suggests, only allows you to have three chances to enter the other person's dream. The person being used will naturally and unsurprisingly fall into a deep sleep.

The only drawback is that the first two times are limited; the dream controller doesn't know which scene will be transmitted, nor can they control the characters within it.

Except for the last time, you can do whatever you want.

……

Warm sunlight streamed in through the window. The girl on the bed lay on her side, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, her red lips pouting as she made soft calls. She was incredibly cute.

As if she were waking up, she groggily got out of bed, the white sheet pulled down to her chest, revealing her rounded, delicate shoulders.

As if she had gotten used to it, the girl tilted her head, and the ahoge (cowlick) on her head stood up.

Like a newborn kitten, it rubbed its sleepy eyes with its cute little paws and yawned slightly, "Good morning, Pus Yeyuan."

Her long eyelashes were like butterflies, her clear eyes sparkled with a unique brilliance, and her cherry-red lips were still wet with saliva, making her so endearing that anyone who saw her would want to kiss her.

"Good morning, Miss Youyou." The man stood a meter away from the girl's bed, his deep and magnetic voice emanating from him. He exuded an air of nobility, and as he gazed at the girl's fair shoulders and lips... his deep eyes darkened.

He lowered his head, his left hand, clad in a white gentleman's glove, placed on his right side—closest to his heart.

The girl's eyes were misty with sleepiness as she got up.

But forgetting where she was, she slumped back onto the bed.

The girl's cat-like eyes were startled, her drowsiness vanished, and a mist rose in her watery eyes.

The tuft of hair on its head seemed to freeze in place, too scared to move.

Meanwhile, her fair, jade-like feet playfully swung around the bedside, following their owner.

On my little toes, a cool, jelly-like touch collided with my skin, as if I were being gently brushed by a feather, making me feel a little itchy.

The girl, who was rubbing her eyes, froze in fright, her little hand stopping abruptly on them. "Pus Yeyuan, you..."

"It is the greatest honor for Pus Ye Yuan to be able to protect Miss Youyou every day."

He lowered his eyes, his black, tousled hair falling haphazardly across his forehead, making it impossible to discern the expression in his eyes.

[Lu You: Oh no, this feels like a heart attack.]

[666: This...this...a loyal dog?!!!!]

Ahem, the following parts will gradually increase in intensity, so those who can't handle the extreme stuff can skip ahead.

Furthermore, this content was entirely fabricated by Xiaxia herself.

Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental; he copied me! Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

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(End of this chapter)