Lu Yumei had just woken up, drenched in sweat, with her face still throbbing with pain.
The super river delicacies from last night were truly nourishing, sigh...
Men benefit from it, but women don't?
After getting slapped, Lu Yumei returned home and, after falling asleep, surprisingly found herself dreaming of spring.
The protagonist of the dream was none other than Liu Zhizhong.
Upon waking, she realized she wasn't wearing anything at all; she had taken it all off in her dream.
The area below her was simply a muddy mess.
Recalling the dream, Lu Yumei was utterly embarrassed.
My God, why was it Liu Zhizhong and not some other man?
Not even the old ghost at home... sigh...
She hurried to the bathroom to give herself a thorough wash.
After drying off her body, she looked in the mirror at her flawless self, her tender face, her captivating figure, especially at that fair and protruding area, Lu Yumei felt a touch of melancholy and helplessness in her heart.
