Chapter 329
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Cheng Qingchong stared at that scene for a long time before closing the door softly behind her.
Last night, after Song Qingchun told Su Zhinian that she did not need to feel indebted to him, she had lain in bed for a long time worrying about whether she would be in danger alone at home. She had woken up at 6 am, so she had fallen into a deep sleep at noon.
In her dream, perhaps because she had stared at Su Zhinian for too long that morning, she dreamt of him working in his shirt.
Her dream was messy and disjointed. One second, she was stripping, and the next, it was Su Zhinian showering. The water flowed down his muscular chest, and the image was incredibly sexy …
Then, the water vapor blurred her vision. When she could see clearly again, Su Zhinian was already leaning against the headboard. The blanket only reached his waist, and his perfect upper body was exposed …
He was the only person in the dream, but at the end of the dream, a woman appeared out of nowhere, and the whole scene turned into a passionate one. She had never seen a pornographic film in her life, but some of the Japanese manga and web series did have some explicit scenes. Then, in her memory, the main character's face turned into Su Zhinian's.
Initially, the scenes were silent, but toward the end, she heard a sensual moaning in her ears. Her lashes fluttered, and she woke up. Then, she realized she was surrounded by silence, and the sun outside the window shone brightly.
This kind of scene was so peaceful that it was intoxicating.
Song Qingchun sat lazily in the hanging chair and stared out the window for a long time before her eyes moved to look around. Eventually, her gaze fell on Su Zhinian, who was focused on his work at the computer table.
When did he come back?
Song Qingchun tried to move her body and realized she was covered by a blanket.
Is that Su Zhinian?
Her gaze drifted to him again.
The afternoon sun shone on him through the wide French windows. His eyelashes were long and curly as he stared at the documents, leaving beautiful shadows in his eyes.
His skin appeared to be transparent under the sunlight.
Such a scene was just like an image.
She had clearly stared at him for a long time in the morning, but now that she looked at him again, she found that she was still completely stunned.
Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian and was lost in thought for a long time before she remembered the dream she had just had during her lunch break.
In her dreams, there were beautiful images of him working.
"Ah …" Song Qingchun gasped before raising her hand to cover her mouth. Her face flushed bright red, and the tips of her ears started to burn.
Heavens, she not only dreamed of him working, but also …
The enchanting and beautiful scenes in her dream flashed across her mind frame by frame like a slow-motion video.
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