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The next day, Jiang Zhouzhou woke up groggily.

She rubbed her head, as if she had slept for too long; her head still felt heavy.

My body was a little sore when I sat up.

Suddenly, she frowned.

She quickly threw off the covers and ran to the bathroom.

The mirror on the washstand reflected her face, which was flushed and slightly moist at the corners of her eyes.

She raised her hand to brush aside a few stray strands of hair, revealing her neck completely.

A faint red mark remained on the side of her neck.

Jiang Zhouzhou slowly pulled off the thin shoulder strap, her eyes narrowing.

All traces of ambiguity remain...

Last night's dream wasn't a wet dream.

But what's even more shameful is...

Looking at herself in the mirror, Jiang Zhouzhou bit her lower lip, her watery eyes filled with even more shame.

I felt refreshed after changing into clean underwear.

But those dirty clothes...

She soaked the clothes in water and quietly handled everything herself.

White foam stuck to her hands, which she scrubbed diligently, unaware that someone was approaching from behind.

"Are you doing laundry, honey?"

She appeared out of nowhere again, and Jiang Zhouzhou almost knocked over the water basin.

She looked up and saw the man looking down at her with an air of nonchalance.

Despite being the culprit, he pretended to know nothing and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"No, I can do it myself."

Jiang Zhouzhou quickly interrupted him, telling him to get out, "I don't need your help."

The man, dressed in casual home clothes, smiled and said, "Well, I'll go prepare breakfast first."

After he left, Jiang Zhouzhou continued washing clothes, dawdling over her words.

Breakfast was prepared in abundance, but she had no appetite.

Several times I wanted to question him, but the words stuck in my throat.

All she could do was silently voice her accusations with a resentful look in her eyes.

After finishing her meal, she hid away.

With her phone confiscated, she had nothing to do to pass the time. She turned on the TV and watched a boring family drama for a while, then went to the courtyard to stare at the pomegranate tree.

The spiderwebs, washed away by the heavy rain, were now tattered and torn, and the dead butterfly was nowhere to be found.

This villa area was quite remote; she stood in the yard for a while, but didn't see a single person.

My gaze fell upon the open door...

"Want to leave?"

The calm voice carried an undeniable chill.

Jiang Zhouzhou turned around and explained to herself, "No, I didn't mean to leave."

After saying that, he started to righteously turn the tables and make false accusations.

"You doubt me again; you don't trust me at all now."

“Even last night…”

She paused, glared at Chao Mu with shame and indignation, then turned to leave, only to step into a puddle, splashing mud and water onto her calves and skirt.

Seeing her embarrassed and annoyed expression, the man couldn't help but laugh.

He knelt down to wipe the mud off her legs, then deliberately asked, "What happened last night?"

Jiang Zhouzhou: "..."

Go ahead and pretend! She just watched him pretend quietly.

The wet wipes cleaned the mud off her legs, but the cold fingertips deliberately rubbed against her skin several times, intentionally or unintentionally.

The feeling from last night's dream came back again...

Like cold, rough snake scales, it slowly slid across her legs.

Her hands gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her gaze fixed intently on the man's face.

The wound on my brow bone has healed, but it still leaves a very noticeable pink scar.

But his appearance was already somewhat wild, and the scar did not ruin his delicate and handsome face.

Of course, if it weren't for saving her...

This scar shouldn't exist.

It's not just about being soft-hearted towards him.

……

As night fell, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and the man came in again with a glass of warm milk.

"Honey, make sure you finish your milk before bed."

Chao Mu looked perfectly normal as she handed the milk to Jiang Zhouzhou.

Jiang Zhouzhou looked at the glass of milk, her eyes sparkling.

Come again.

"Can I not drink it, honey?" she asked in a coquettish tone.

As he stroked her hair with his other hand, a gentle smile playing on his lips, his voice leaving no room for doubt: "No."

Jiang Zhouzhou took the cup, hesitated briefly, and then obediently drank all the milk in the cup.

Seeing this, Chao Mu's lips curved into a deeper smile.

A rewarding kiss landed on Jiang Zhouzhou's forehead and then on the corner of her lips.

"My wife was very good tonight. Sweet dreams, goodnight."

Jiang Zhouzhou stared at his departing figure, her eyes clear.

There was no rain tonight, and the chirping of insects in the courtyard was particularly noisy, keeping Jiang Zhouzhou awake in bed.

Moonlight streamed through the narrow gap in the curtains, casting a thin shadow on the floor.

She stared wide-eyed in the darkness, her thoughts in turmoil.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps.

It moved very lightly, slowly approaching the bedroom door.

Jiang Zhouzhou's breath froze instantly, and her hand unconsciously pulled into the edge of the thin blanket.

She immediately closed her eyes when she heard the door lock turn.

In the dark world, all senses are magnified infinitely.

Even though the footsteps were very light, they sounded especially heavy to her ears.

She could even hear the man's steady breathing...

And she could clearly feel that burning gaze fixed intently on her...

Jiang Zhouzhou tried her best to control her breathing and closed her eyes tightly.

Suddenly, a heavy, sinking sensation came from the other side of the bed, and an inescapable scent lingered around her nose, gradually enveloping her with an irresistible force.