“Supplies? Then let’s start with a pack of White Rabbit milk candy.”
[Purchase completed, spent 0.5 yuan]
A pack of milk candy appeared in Su Jin’s hand out of nowhere, and her eyes nearly popped out in shock.
“Ah… it’s really real?!”
The screen above also displayed her balance: 20 billion yuan.
If this were based on 1975’s prices, it would take several lifetimes to spend this much.
[Anything else needed?]
“What’s going on here?”
The screen remained lit but didn’t answer her question.
[Host begins binding to purchasing system]
After that, the screen flashed a blinding white light, and Su Jin couldn’t remember what happened next.
…
Su Jin felt as if she had been dreaming for a very long time.
“Mm~”
The small, cat-like woman in his arms squirmed restlessly. She’d pinch his chest muscles one moment, then wrap her arms around his. It was unbearably uncomfortable for him.
Jiang Heng frowned as he watched the little woman in his arms act up. After all, this little woman had just become his wife today. Tonight was their wedding night, and even though he’d been indifferent to women before, he couldn’t push his new wife away.
After all, she was going to be his wife for life, wasn’t she?
He tucked the blanket around her and then held her tightly, finally allowing himself to relax with his brows still furrowed.
…
Su Jin slept deeply, wrinkling her delicate little nose. She increasingly felt her whole body enveloped by a wave of warmth.
So warm.
Not the kind of industrial heat from an air conditioner in a room.
It was the heat exchanged between skin and skin.
So comfortable~
She muttered in her mind.
Not only that, she felt a strong, powerful embrace locking her in. That sense of security—wasn’t it exactly what she needed?
Her delicate little hands wandered carelessly.
“Wow~”
Such big chest muscles.
Su Jin eagerly touched them. The sensation was absolutely delightful for her.
Not enough. She rested her little head on Jiang Heng’s chest muscles and rubbed against them with effort.
Jiang Heng’s heart became even more complicated. His eyes flickered open, and the little woman in his arms seemed like she wanted to cling to him forever.
Her face buried against his broad chest.
Her fair, delicate face murmuring in her sleep.
Seeing this, Jiang Heng couldn’t help but tremble slightly and smile. Did she dream of something delicious?
Her little mouth was still craving!
However, his own blood felt like it was about to ignite!
Hot… burning all over!
He broke into a sweat, struggling to hold himself back.
But looking at his wife, sleeping so peacefully…
He decided to let it go…
Jiang Heng trembled all over because of Su Jin.
Meanwhile, Su Jin continued pushing boundaries, her hands wandering everywhere.
Down… she felt a sudden thrill.
It really felt like a washboard—one, two, three, four… four on the left, four on the right.
Eight-pack abs!
Score! Score!
Better get a good feel!
The man thought his new wife was asleep soundly, but Su Jin thought she was dreaming.
Su Jin found it increasingly strange. She had been single for twenty-six years, never even holding a man’s hand.
Had she desired a man so much that her dream felt this real?
And yet, her first such dream involved a high-quality muscular man.
Su Jin liked men who were tall, well-built, and ridiculously handsome! By her own standards, she had plenty of men chasing her.
But she always refused them.
Looking at her requirements more closely:
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Height: At least 185 cm, since she herself was 172 cm.
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Build: Muscular but not bulky like a gym-goer, lean yet defined; chest and eight-pack abs, every muscle clearly outlined.
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Face: Handsome—high nose bridge, deep eyes, full lips, jawline sharp enough to rival life plans, chiseled face.
Even more importantly: perfect bone structure, disciplined aura, and self-respecting.
In Su Jin’s words: a man who doesn’t respect himself is like a rotting cabbage in a field.
Her man must give her everything the first time!
With such ideals, Su Jin upheld them unwaveringly. Even if she succeeded in her career at 26 and couldn’t find a man, she’d rather stay single.
Today, after handling a big contract and exhausting herself, she finally dreamed of her perfect, ideal man. How could she not indulge a little?
Her mind raced—since it was a dream, she might as well let herself go!
She stretched her delicate fingers and wandered freely.
Jiang Heng’s eyes widened—he really couldn’t maintain composure anymore! He hadn’t expected his wife to be so restless even in sleep.
As she tried to wrap her arms around his waist with a smile…
The man suddenly got up.
Su Jin’s eyes opened, seeing only a vague silhouette in the dark.
The man looked at her almond-shaped eyes, sparkling even in the boundless night, and his heart skipped a beat.
Parched, his voice was hoarse, but laced with desire.
“Did I wake you?”
Su Jin: “???”
Her dream was just too realistic! The touch felt real, and even the voice was so genuine.
Listening to it, her ears felt… almost enchanted.
Sexy, low, magnetic.
Su Jin screamed inside: whisper in my ear~ make me hear it again and again!
Jiang Heng assumed he had suddenly woken his wife, who couldn’t immediately adjust from deep sleep.
He stroked Su Jin’s little head—rough fingers, long and elegant. Gently along her ear and neck, he cooed: “Be good, lie still. I’ll go to the bathroom and be back soon.”
His large, warm hand brushed her neck, making her shiver slightly.
Seeing this, Jiang Heng thought his wife was just shy, and quickly withdrew his hand.
He added, “I’ll be back soon!”
Su Jin: Bathroom? What bathroom?
It was too dark for her to observe her surroundings, so she just assumed she was still in a realistic dream.
Sure enough, Jiang Heng returned quickly.
Looking at his wife curled up at night, he felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
It was their wedding night. He had originally been alone, but now he had a wife—and a home.
Even if she was still half-asleep, his heart felt reassured.
No matter what, he would have to work harder to provide for his family!
He got into bed, pulled Su Jin into his arms, and gently patted her back, soothing her as she slept.
