Su Yaoyao couldn’t calm down for a long time after ending her video call with Lucia.

Lying in bed, she kept replaying Lucia’s seductive looks and intimate words, and the flush of heat in her body was slow to fade.

As she tossed and turned, she gradually drifted off to sleep.

In her dream, Su Yaoyao found herself in an ethereal space, surrounded by a soft glow.

Suddenly, Lucia appeared, wearing a loosely tied bathrobe and walking toward her with a lazy yet bewitching gait.

The bathrobe hung open, revealing glimpses of his broad, firm chest. With every step, his crimson fox ears twitched slightly, as if tugging at her heartstrings.

Lucia stopped in front of Su Yaoyao. A charming smile played on his lips, and his eyes were filled with deep affection and desire.

He slowly drew near and pushed Su Yaoyao gently onto the bed, following to press himself down on her. The wide expanse of his warm chest pressed against her body, sending a thrill of both pressure and excitement through her.

"Yaoyao, I’ve missed you so much..." Lucia whispered in her ear. His voice was low and sexy, like a rich, smooth wine, intoxicating her instantly.

His hand gently caressed her cheek, then slid slowly down her neck, leaving a tingling trail in its wake.

Su Yaoyao wanted to struggle but found her body pliant and weak, as if all her strength had been drained away.

She tilted her head back slightly to look at Lucia’s face, a mere breath away. His golden eyes were like deep whirlpools, threatening to pull her very soul into them.

Lucia’s lips slowly drew near, brushing against hers. The touch was feather-light, yet it held an endless temptation.

As the kiss deepened, Su Yaoyao felt as if she were floating on a cloud, blissfully unaware of anything else.

Lucia’s kisses trailed down from her lips to her neck and collarbone, leaving a blazing path in their wake.

Su Yaoyao’s breathing grew ragged, her heart hammered like thunder, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just then, Lucia gently nibbled her earlobe and whispered, "Yaoyao, you’re mine..." The words sent a jolt of electricity through her entire body, and she let out a soft whimper.

Su Yaoyao was lost in the sensuous dream when she suddenly felt as if her body were being bound by countless ropes. They squeezed so tightly she could barely breathe, and the discomfort jolted her awake.

As she groggily opened her eyes, her vision adjusting to the faint light of the bedchamber, she was horrified to see the heavy figure of a man pressing down on her.

When she made out his face, she realized it was Noah!

Noah was completely absorbed, showering her with a series of soft yet fiery kisses. He moved with wild abandon, leaving a tingling trail wherever his lips touched, and Su Yaoyao’s mind instantly descended into chaos.

’God, is this a dream or is it real? This is insane.’

"Noah, what are you doing here?" Su Yaoyao’s voice came out unintentionally breathy and weak, laced with small gasps from both nerves and the strange sensations. Even she could hear the unfamiliar, coquettish tone, as if all her strength had been sapped away, leaving behind an indescribable allure.

At the sound of her voice, Noah froze and slowly raised his head.

His normally clear purple eyes were now clouded with intense desire. They were like two deep, bottomless violet pools, emitting a mesmerizing light that threatened to pull a person in and drown them with a single glance.

"Yaoyao, I... I want you." His voice trembled slightly, tinged with a mix of nervousness and shyness, yet it was laced with a ravenous, irrepressible hunger, as if emotions suppressed for ages had finally burst forth like a broken dam.

"Get off me," Su Yaoyao said frantically. She tried to struggle, to claw back a shred of sanity, but her body, already being consumed by desire, was limp and weak. Her resistance felt utterly pathetic.

"No." Noah held her tighter, his voice tinged with the hurt and discontent of a child whose favorite toy had been snatched away.

"You were out with His Majesty all day. Was it a date?" His voice was full of sorrowful complaint. "I was looking for you from morning to night, just waiting excitedly for you to come back. I finally saw you step into the bedchamber, but His Majesty sent someone to stop me. They wouldn’t let me see you, no matter how much I begged.

I could only wait until the dead of night to sneak in.

Yaoyao, don’t you miss me anymore? Do you like His Majesty more now? Have you already forgotten all about me?"

The questions tumbled out of him in a rush. His eyes, a mixture of insecurity and hope, bored into Su Yaoyao’s, as if searching for an answer there.

Su Yaoyao’s face instantly flushed crimson, like a ripe apple, and her heart filled with shame and confusion.

She opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say.

After all, just moments ago, the man in her dreams hadn’t been Noah, who was right in front of her, nor His Majesty, but another man entirely—Lucia.

The contrast made her wonder if she was just too fickle. Her heart filled with self-recrimination and turmoil, and for a moment, she just froze, at a complete loss.

"Just let go of me," Su Yaoyao said, trying to make her tone firm and regain control. But her voice still came out breathy and weak, carrying a coyness that held no authority whatsoever.

"I won’t. Besides, you clearly want this too..."

His words struck her like a hammer blow, making her heart leap as if her most secret desires had been ruthlessly exposed.

"I-I don’t," Su Yaoyao denied hastily, but her weak, trembling voice was so feeble that even she found the denial unconvincing.

"Liar. You whimpered when I was kissing you just now."

Smirking wickedly, Noah continued to caress and explore her sensitive skin. The strange sensations, layered on top of the heat still lingering from her dream, finally broke her control. Another soft moan escaped her lips against her will.

The sound echoed in the quiet bedchamber, an unwitting confession of her heart’s desire.

"Yaoyao, let me help you. Just pretend this is a dream," Noah coaxed, his voice a soft, bewitching breeze blowing into the depths of her heart.

He slowly lowered his head and kissed the peak of her breast. His tongue flickered over the sensitive tip like a nimble butterfly, each touch sending a jolt of electricity through her nerves.

Right then, alarm bells were screaming in her mind, telling her she had to reject Noah decisively.

And yet, her body was like dry tinder that had already been lit. Under Noah’s ministrations, the flames of her own desire burned ever brighter, becoming an uncontrollable, raging inferno.

Noah held her pinned, unable to move, forced to let him take the lead. "Yaoyao, this is just a dream. Don’t struggle. I will definitely satisfy you..."