The streamer is incredibly popular, and the top spender on her is vying to pamper her.

Jiang Zhouzhou discovered that Chaomu really liked calling her "wife," a sticky and affectionate term that was both obsessive and tender.

The villa was like a carefully woven spider web, tightly binding her, while he, as the apex predator, approached her step by step, cutting off all her escape routes.

She even suspected that there might be a hidden basement in the villa, and if she deceived him again, her fate might be a small iron chain.

However, judging from Chaomu's aesthetic, it's more likely that the pure gold will be inlaid with many gemstones.

Jiang Zhouzhou shook her head, trying to shake away all those random thoughts in her mind.

She obediently cooperated, and her well-behaved and docile appearance appeared quite unusual to Chao Mu.

June is the season for frequent thunderstorms. At night, the wind suddenly picked up, accompanied by deafening thunder, and large raindrops pounded against the window.

Jiang Zhouzhou couldn't help but shiver. The huge villa was only occupied by her and Chaomu, and it felt too cold, even a little eerie.

She walked to the window, where the rain was pattering against the glass.

It was pitch black outside, and the vague shadow of the pomegranate tree could be seen swaying in the wind and rain.

Suddenly, another bolt of lightning tore through the night, followed by a deafening clap of thunder. The man stood outside the door like a ghost.

"Chao...Chao Mu-ge, you scared me."

Jiang Zhouzhou turned around abruptly as she looked at her reflection in the glass window. Her voice trembled, clearly startled.

How did this person manage to do it so quietly?

Chao Mu's expression was indistinct in the dim light, and she held a glass of milk in her hand. "I heated up a glass of milk for you."

Jiang Zhouzhou's gaze fell on his hands, where milk swayed slightly in a transparent glass, leaving a thin layer of milky white residue along the glass wall.

She whispered, "Thank you."

I took the milk; it was warm in my palm.

Under the watchful gaze of dawn and dusk, she held the cup in both hands and slowly brought it to her lips.

Instead of drinking it directly, I took a gentle sniff.

"Are you afraid I'll drug the milk, honey?"

His shouts became more and more natural, his eyes filled with intense emotion.

Jiang Zhouzhou blinked awkwardly, "No... why would I think that?"

Even so, a hint of guilt flashed in her eyes.

Perhaps it's because I've read too many frivolous novels, but when I saw the milk that Chao Mu brought over, I wanted to smell whether it smelled like photinia flowers.

Of course, she would never say such a thing out loud.

After all, her idea is even more perverted than a pervert.

Facing the gaze of dawn and dusk, Jiang Zhouzhou finished her milk.

She wanted to lick the milk off her lips, but the man was one step ahead.

He kissed Jiang Zhouzhou's lips, and the white dampness on her lips disappeared, leaving only a layer of moist sheen.

Sweet dreams tonight, my love.

The two do not live in the same bedroom.

Seeing him leave with the empty cup, Jiang Zhouzhou stared at his back, lost in thought.

The door closed, and only the sound of rain outside remained in the room.

The sound of the rain was very soothing, and accompanied by the howling wind, Jiang Zhouzhou gradually became sleepy...

In the dead of night, the creaking sound of the door being pushed open was incredibly abrupt.

The girl on the bed was fast asleep and completely unaware of what was happening.

The dim light from the corridor shone through the door into the bedroom, casting dark shadows on the tung oil-coated wooden floor.

He lifted his foot and moved step by step toward the bedside.

The rain had subsided, and the dark room was so quiet that only the girl's soft breathing could be heard.

She was sleeping soundly, completely unsuspecting, clutching the thin blanket in her arms, the hem of her nightgown piled up.

He gripped the thin fabric tightly with one hand, then tore it off to cover his legs.

His calloused fingertips gently traced his fair, soft cheek, and his warm breath brushed against his fingertips, causing his hand to tremble slightly.

At this moment, she...

So good!

She wouldn't lie to him or deceive him, and she wouldn't think of running away; she would quietly stay by his side.

His gaze grew increasingly intense as he locked onto his prey in the darkness, a pleasant smile playing on his lips.

He placed his finger on the tip of her nose and gently scraped it.

He touched her lips again; her slightly parted lips were soft and red, exhaling warm breath.

Her neck was snow-white and slender, with skin as smooth as cream; a little pressure would leave a faint red mark.

"Honey, it would be so nice if you could always be this obedient."

In the darkness, no one answered.

He leaned down and finally kissed her lips.

His movements were gentle and devout, gradually penetrating and infiltrating, slowly imbuing her with his own unique aura.

The person who fell asleep probably felt a lack of oxygen, and a soft hum escaped from their lips.

His once smooth brow furrowed slightly, and his arms twitched in his sleep.

Finally, I can catch my breath.

Her breathing returned to normal, and her brow relaxed.

In the dim light, her lips were wet, vibrant red.

Jiang Zhouzhou had a dream.

illusion.

But even though you know it's a dream, you can't wake up.

She was unable to move due to sleep paralysis and could only be touched and kissed by men at will in her dreams.

Despite the pitch-black surroundings, the man's features were remarkably clear.