Sleeping out in the bitter chill of the early morning, Lu Nanchen drenched himself in sweat. Minutes later, his eyes popped open, rousing him from his dream. His smooth forehead was slick with sweat; the pristine ceiling of his bedroom welcomed his awakening gaze.
Lu Nanchen was still reeling from the nightmare he had just experienced, reliving the days of his freshman year.
From somewhere near his chest, the calm and steady breathing of a woman could be heard. It teetered between being hot and ticklish.
Tuning back his consciousness, Lu Nanchen cast his eyes downward, savoring the sight of Yu Ting was perfectly natural under the sheets.
'You dare to act without any power or influence.'
'And you also dare to get close to others! They will all pay a heavy price for your foolish actions!'
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'Don't you fear those people might come looking for you? They are all developing quite well right now.'
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