Chapter 90

C90 – Traceless Dream

Zhang Xiaoloong, still lost in a daze, caught sight of Yang Jingjing returning. Hastening toward him across the vegetable field, she called out his name.

Whether by a gust of wind or some other force, her jacket and coat swooshed away, leaving her clad in an enticingly revealing attire that barely covered her modesty. Her slender waist and delicate navel were on display.

The lower half of her ensemble consisted of a skirt barely reaching her thighs, threatening to expose more with each stride.

Zhang Xiaoloong rushed over, and the two embraced tightly, enveloped in each other’s softness and fragrance.

Yang Jingjing’s seductive gaze and warm breath tantalized Zhang Xiaoloong’s senses.

A surge of passion overwhelmed him. Succumbing to impulse, Zhang Xiaoloong moved to reciprocate, only to realize that the person beneath him was Chen Yaru.

Before he could grasp the situation, Chen Yaru initiated a fervent kiss, her hand reaching out provocatively.

However, before he could respond, the figure before him transformed once again, this time into the captivating female police officer, Yemei.

Zhang Xiaoloong’s restraint faltered. With a growl, he lunged forward, attempting to adjust the short skirt draped over him.

Yet, despite his efforts, the skirt remained stubbornly in place, leaving him helplessly bewildered.

Just as confusion settled in, the woman offered, “Let me help.”

Upon looking up, she reverted to her former guise as the young shop owner, Zhou Li.

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Zhang Xiaoloong’s fiery passion waned as he struggled to recollect the events leading up to this bewildering moment. He had been practicing the Herb Growing Art, and then...

While lost in thought, Zhou Li noticed his stillness and approached, deftly adjusting his belt.

“Stop!” Zhang Xiaoloong hastily intervened, but the belt had already been withdrawn.

“Are you certain you don’t desire it?” The woman before him had once again assumed the guise of Yemei. Her captivating eyes, devoid of coldness, brimmed with allure.

A muffled sound...

The iron rod struck as if against a thick sun-drenched quilt, emitting no distinct shattering of glass.

Liu Changsheng felt a peculiar sensation. Before he could react, a powerful force rebounded from the glass, wrenching the iron rod from his grasp, propelling it forward.

Swift to respond, he instinctively veered aside, yet still too slow. The iron rod grazed his ear before striking his shoulder with a resounding thud.

“God...”

Liu Changsheng howled, his arm throbbing with agonizing pain, feeling as though his bones were shattered.

Inside the greenhouse, Lee Xiulian was in a state of bewilderment. Unsure if Zhang Xiaoloong had awakened, she discerned subtle shifts in his body.

More significantly, this was not a solo endeavor. His hands, too, began to react, seemingly intent on removing her restraints, though unnecessary. She despised her reliance on assistance.

Lee Xiulian’s thoughts were consumed by strategy. Perceiving this as a fortuitous moment, she tended to matters at hand while he remained half-conscious. With this newfound rapport, broaching the subject a second time would be easier.

Despite her youth and Zhang Xiaoloong’s vitality, they were both capable of conceiving a child.

At this juncture, Lee Xiulian found it difficult to discern her desires. Nevertheless, regardless of the circumstances, her objective remained unchanged: to resolve the matter at hand.

Swiftly, her hand undid the other party’s belt and ventured within.

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering outside the greenhouse echoed.

Following Zhang Xiaoloong’s adjustments, the glass boasted exceptional soundproofing; hence, while she couldn’t discern the conversation outside, the impact against the glass was unmistakable.

Lee Xiulian hastily withdrew her hand, prompting Zhang Xiaoloong’s awakening.

“What’s happening?” Zhang Xiaoloong abruptly rose to his feet.

Sensation lingered from a lengthy slumber, coupled with vivid dreams, especially the last one, which left a lasting impression.

Observing Zhang Xiaoloong’s reaction, Lee Xiulian suspected he had feigned sleep. Privately delighted, she responded, “I’m unsure. It startled suddenly. Could someone have arrived again?”