Qing Ying, who had been asleep for so long after having sex with Ling Yun for so long in the dream space, finally woke up.
"What exactly happened to me?" Qing Ying muttered to herself while staring at the ceiling of her room, but she could feel that her lower body was sticky, and she was really surprised to find traces of her pleasure liquid on her pants and bed that had already dried. "So what happened in the dream wasn't just a dream? Even though I only had sex with Ling Yun in the dream, did it also affect my body?"
Although Qing Ying was not a cultivator, she was not a fool, and she could guess what had happened to her. "But how could he do that? And who is that red-haired woman? I remember that he addressed her as Mariel."
