This aura was both familiar and strange, so strong that she had no room to refuse. Jing Tong felt that her lips and tongue were wantonly violated and abused. Besides the pain, there was a strange impulse surging out from the depths of her body, making her look forward to it and afraid.
The feeling of suffocation finally woke her up from her sleep. She gasped for air and opened her eyes, only to see endless darkness. The scorching aura had also disappeared, leaving only an indescribable feeling in his body.
It was a dream.
Realizing this, Jing Tong suddenly covered her head with the blanket.
Xuxu was furious. Wasn't it just a kiss? She actually had such a disappointing wet dream.
She felt that she really needed a man. But it wasn't Jiang Yu. It definitely wasn't.
……
Because of this wet dream, Jing Tong didn't sleep well the entire night. When she woke up, her face was still dispirited.
