Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!-Chapter 56 - His and Her Memories, Dream Transmission
56: Chapter 56: His and Her Memories, Dream Transmission
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Surrounded by high-quality velvet quilt, it felt like treading on clouds, light and dizzying.
The average person would feel relaxed, even buoyant, after drinking.
What Qin Ruan felt was a pleasure that surpassed that of being drunk – an intoxication that put her body and mind at ease.
This made her abandon her basic instincts of vigilance.
She didn’t know who started it, nor who took the initiative, but their lips and teeth were interlocked.
Thin clothes were discarded on the room’s carpet.
The atmosphere inside the room plunged into ambiguity, the air flow became slower.
A complete loss of control, they both succumbed, indulged in the uncontrollable.
“Good girl.”
A gentle comforting sound echoed in her ears.
The voice was deep, an undeniable command, mixed with a provocative allure.
Wrapped in a strong hormonal scent, Qin Ruan dared not move.
The barren tree had encountered spring, full of vitality.
The flowers would soon bloom.
A husky, captivating voice rang in her ears.
Sweet words, every sentence drowning her rationality.
For nearly twenty years, her heart, untouched by any, had defenses broken.
A stranger had come uninvited, disrupting the calm pond.
Lost in endless darkness, loneliness surged, and the attacker became her lifeline.
She partook in the Mortal World’s earthly desires, touched ordinary people’s hearts, notwithstanding the dangers.
She surrendered without a fight, the chaos of battle had no end in sight.
Lying in the dormitory, Qin Ruan’s eyes suddenly opened.
Her body was drenched in sweat, and the hair on her forehead was soaked.
Everything she had experienced at the Imperial Court Hotel flooded into Qin Ruan’s mind through her dreams.
Panic and loss flickered in Qin Ruan’s dimly lit eyes.
She wiped her forehead, which had become sweaty from the shock, attempting to control her runaway heartbeat.
However, the man’s deep, mellow voice still lingered in her mind for a long time.
Qin Ruan, whose consciousness was still in a state of chaos, casually leaned against the pillow behind her and unconsciously licked her dry lips.
The more she tried to ignore the scenes from her dream, the more aggressively those images sprouted in her mind.
Fulfil your heart’s desires, let your body and heart engage in uninhibited actions.
The person in the dream also irritated her.
He came at her whim, not stopping her entreaties.
Qin Ruan hated crying the most, it was a sign of weakness.
Yet in the end, she could not stop the tears.
The sound of grinding teeth rang in the dormitory.
In Qin Ruan’s moisture filled eyes, a trace of annoyance was revealed, leading to her uncontrollably gritting her teeth.
She glanced at the alarm clock by the bed.
It was two in the morning.
The heart-stopping dream depleted Qin Ruan’s desire to sleep, so she got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
Throughout the second half of the night, she lay in bed without a good sleep.
This resulted in Qin Ruan sitting in class, sleepy-eyed and unresponsive to anything.
At noon, Qin Ruan went to the school cafeteria still in a state of sleepiness.
“Hey!
We want this table, you can go somewhere else!”
Qin Ruan was having her meal alone at the dining table when three or four women approached to evict her.
She paused her eating, her cold gaze slightly lifting.
Familiar faces appeared in her sight.
The woman in charge had a dirty braid, her face heavily made up with a group of girls standing behind her, clearly her henchmen.
A sarcastic smile bloomed in Qin Ruan’s cold eyes.
In her former life, she was sent to Shengshi Academy midway, becoming a freshman transfer student.
Unknown and unfamiliar in the school, she was known as the illegitimate daughter of the Qin Family due to the rumors spread by Han Xian and Han Kexin, mother and daughter.
Bearing the label of an illegitimate child, she became a disgraceful existence in many people’s eyes.
There were even a group of people who found pleasure in bullying her.
The few people in front of her took the most pleasure in tormenting her.
“Our Sister Li is talking to you, are you mute?
Scram if you know what’s good for you!”
The henchman standing behind Hou Xiangli, also known as the woman in charge, voiced out sarcastically.
Qin Ruan put down her chopsticks and folded her arms, “Everything has its order.
I haven’t finished my meal, why should I leave?”
The words were directed at the henchman, but her gaze was fixed squarely on Hou Xiangli.
Hou Xiangli squinted her eyes, a menacing glare radiating from her gaze directed at Qin Ruan.
