His predecessor failed

Chapter 57 Horrifying Dream

Su Zhuzhu, who finally felt comfortable, had a dazed feeling that someone was taking care of her, but she couldn't open her eyes and didn't struggle. She knew in her heart that she fell into the water today. She was not stupid, but just very tired, and just thought that it was Duan Xiaoling or another educated youth who would keep her company all night.

She slept for a while until she felt very hungry. She opened her still heavy eyelids, put her small hands on He Qiaojin's sturdy chest muscles, raised her head with all her strength, and hummed twice.

He Qiaojin, who had not fallen asleep yet, opened his eyes immediately. The candle was still burning and he had not slept for long. He subconsciously hugged the person to his arms again and looked down at his arms.

A pair of hazy peach blossom eyes were half-opened looking at him, eyes full of doubts. The body was slightly upright, and a small hand was resting on his chest muscles. The weak and powerless fingers made his heart itchy.

"Oh, I'm still dreaming!"

Su Zhuzhu couldn't hold on any longer and lay back down. She rubbed her cheek subconsciously. She actually had a wet dream about He Qiaojin. This guy had a great figure and it was so warm and comfortable. Anyway, it was just a dream. Su Zhuzhu, without any psychological pressure, touched the man's strong chest with her little hand again.

Well, it feels so good!

A hoarse, low cry came from above her head and reached her ears. Su Zhuzhu suddenly reacted and raised her upper body with her hands. Her eyes opened as wide as they had ever been in her life, and then she met He Qiaojin's flaming eyes.

Su Zhuzhu was so frightened that she didn't have time to scream. Her body, weak and sore from the high fever, fell uncontrollably back into He Qiaojin's arms, her little head nestled against He Qiaojin's neck.

He Qiaojin was very pleased with Su Zhuzhu's embrace, and said fearlessly,

"Oh, it smells so good!"

Even though she had experienced such an outrageous thing as time travel, Su Zhuzhu was unable to accept the situation before her. She just fell into the water. Who could tell her why she woke up lying in He Qiaojin's arms? They were completely unrelated. What went wrong?

Before she could even utter a scream, He Qiaojin quickly covered Su Zhuzhu's mouth, and all that could be heard was Su Zhuzhu making "mumbling" sounds.

"Zhuzhu, stop shouting. There are people next door. It's not good if they hear us. I'll let you go. Can you stop shouting?"

Su Zhuzhu nodded frantically. Now she just wanted to figure out what was going on.

He Qiaojin turned sideways, letting Su Zhuzhu, who was originally lying on him, lie on her side beside him. However, he still did not let go of the little woman in his arms, and his long and powerful legs continued to clamp Su Zhuzhu's still slightly cold feet.

He let go of his right hand that was covering Su Zhuzhu's mouth, and held her firmly in his left hand.

Su Zhuzhu quickly looked around in the dim candlelight. The curtains were drawn before dawn. Yes, she was in her own room, but what on earth was going on with this naked man in front of her!!!

When she touched herself again, she was only wearing underwear. Although the underwear of this era was much more conservative than that of later generations, this was a vest style that she had modified, so quite a bit of it was exposed. She just slept with her body against hers in the arms of this bastard who came out of nowhere!

She fainted, but no one stopped her???

Su Zhuzhu struggled, feeling angry and anxious, and tears couldn't help but well up in the corners of her eyes.

The sight of the glistening tears made He Qiaojin's head hot.

Su Zhuzhu could only watch as a meticulously crafted face with a strong scent of masculine hormones came towards her. She thought the man was going to force a kiss on her, but unexpectedly he was licking the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Damn it! Just lick it, why don’t you keep licking it!

Su Zhuzhu could no longer shed tears and just wanted to push the man away, but He Qiaojin was too heavy and she felt very oppressive. With weak limbs, Su Zhuzhu's movements of pushing him away were like tickling. He Qiaojin was still immersed in the magic of the beauty's tears and did not react at all.

Su Zhuzhu was so anxious that she raised her limp arm and slapped He Qiaojin in the face.