The Pikespirit maiden kept saying no, no, but her smooth body kept wriggling into Gaven's embrace.
Especially now that this wasn't merely a dream but a soul interaction, the sensations were even more distinct. Not to mention the spring-fevered maiden was trembling a bit, even Gaven felt he was about to lose control.
He hurriedly spoke to stop her, "Nicole, Nicole, wake up, wake up, stop dreaming, stop dreaming…"
"Don't bother me, don't bother me, let me sleep a little longer, let me sleep a little longer…" Nicole responded groggily, acting like a little girl who didn't want to get out of bed, thinking someone was trying to wake her.
Her little head burrowed even more determinedly into Gaven's chest.
"Nicole, you're not in a dream right now…" Left without a choice, Gaven had to use his psychic ability.
The condensed psychic energy, like a needle, pricked sharply into the consciousness of the Pikespirit maiden.
