Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

The earth turned into a wet, muddy mess, leaving a blurry footprint with every step.

Fan Zui studied it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out and couldn't decipher the secret of the talisman.

The night is getting darker.

It's time to sleep tonight.

With Ju Zi's help, he bathed and changed his clothes, then prepared to go to sleep.

Ju Zi was very clever; she already knew that her young master would fall into a deep sleep every two days.

It's amazing how I can fall asleep as soon as I lie down.

Tonight is no exception.

As soon as she lay down, she noticed that her young master's breathing had gradually become even, and he had fallen asleep.

She reached out and gently stroked his face, gradually becoming somewhat mesmerized by his gaze.

He leaned down and gave her a light kiss, then quickly withdrew, his face slightly flushed.

This feeling of sneaking around is both exciting and embarrassing.

Yet it is so captivating, almost addictive.

After a while, she turned over slightly and kissed him.

After playing enough, he finally fell into a deep sleep.

She held him in her arms, rested her head in his chest, and fell peacefully asleep, inhaling his familiar scent.

When Fan Zui closed his eyes and opened them, he found himself in another world.

"..."

He was truly speechless when he found himself unable to control his body again.

The witch has already mastered dreams and can wake up as soon as she enters a dream, so what is she trying to do now?

It was clear that she had entered the dream again.

However, he was not in a conscious state.

She's intentionally keeping herself from becoming clear-headed.

"You witch..."

Fan Zui understood that Ding Haoran had once again decided to play a trick on her.

I just don't know what kind of drama will unfold this time.

Suddenly, a memory forcefully entered his mind.

It was irresistible.

original……

The Spring Festival is here.

Every household was bustling with activity.

Red lanterns hang high, embroidered shoes shatter the winter chill, and festive songs and dances, accompanied by laughter, spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Family and friends gathered, laughter filled the air, and the delicious aroma of the New Year's Eve dinner made everyone's mouths water.

The children excitedly weaved through the crowd, jumping and skipping with red envelopes in hand.

People exchange blessings, conveying their hopes and wishes for a better future.

This is a time filled with warmth and joy, and the lively scenes of the Spring Festival make people feel the warmth of home and the meaning of reunion.

The woman sat quietly by the window, waiting for her beloved to return.

She was both excited and uneasy, anticipating his arrival while also feeling a little apprehensive.

Her gaze remained fixed on the road in the distance, and every passerby made her heart race.

She bit her lip slightly, glancing at the time repeatedly, hoping it would pass quickly.

While waiting, she kept imagining the scene of the two of them meeting.

I long for his gentleness and smile.

Fan Zui slowly approached. Not far away, in the dim light, a woman sat by the window, her head slightly bowed, seemingly deep in thought.

A charming woman sat in the dim light, listening intently to the distant singing.

She was graceful and her makeup was exquisite, like a blooming flower.

Her eyes sparkled with charm, and her slender hands gently stroked her long hair.

Her light gauze dress swayed gracefully in the wind, making her look like a witch.

The surrounding lights reflected on her face, giving it a mysterious glow.

The charming woman is like a beautiful painting, attracting passersby to stop and gaze, as if they are in a poetic dream.

Upon seeing Fan Zuisha, she jumped up in surprise and ran towards him.

He felt the soft embrace of the witch as she held him in her arms.

Her touch was gentle and soothing, as if I had entered a dream world.

He suddenly felt a sense of tranquility in her embrace, sensing her gentleness and warmth.

A soft embrace held him tightly, and a fragrant aroma wafted over him, like the scent of a garden, intoxicating him.

Fan Zui understood.

Her dream this time was about their Spring Festival promise.

"..."

However, this art style seems a bit off.

It's like lovers reuniting after a long separation.

Afterwards, they ate together and went out for a stroll together.

They snuggled together like lovers, spending the Spring Festival night together.

They sat by the window, the candlelight flickering, filling the room with warmth.

The wind blows outside the window, and spring snow falls, condensing into a silver-clad palace.

They held hands, sharing a moment of reunion, their laughter filling the room.

The aroma of dumplings fills the air, and sweets are enjoyed to one's heart's content; traditional delicacies satisfy the taste buds.

The two exchanged blessings and wrote down their beautiful wishes, hoping for a future filled with happiness and joy.

In the warm atmosphere, their love for each other deepened.

The eve of the Spring Festival became the starting point for their wonderful memories.

Since he couldn't control himself, Fan Zui simply switched to "enjoyment mode."

However, he never expected that the night would gradually deepen.

In the dream, the two seemed to be planning to do something extraordinary tonight.

Within the curtains, melodious sounds were few and far between.

The two embraced each other tenderly, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Their heartbeats intertwined, as if becoming the same melody.

She rested her head gently on his shoulder, feeling the sense of security that came from his strong arms.

His arms were wrapped tightly around her, conveying his deep love.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the world stood still.

They drew near to each other, as if becoming one, inhaling each other's fragrance and feeling a resonance between their souls.

The egg cooker embraced, yet it carried the warmth, trust, and deep dependence between the two.

This is a sincere and beautiful expression of emotion.

However, Fan Zui discovered that things were getting increasingly wrong...

I hope we're not going to do *that* again tonight?

This was just a dream, after all.

The idea of ​​"that thing" in a dream has been confirmed to be unreliable.

Last time, it was only halfway through when I was forcibly asked to quit.

Come again this time.

He suddenly realized something: could it be that even a witch couldn't end her dream?

If that's the case, tonight...

If this trend continues, it's highly likely that... well, you know.

Therefore, it must be stopped as soon as possible.