Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Fan Zui could feel the footsteps approaching, followed by a rapid heartbeat.

Each step he took felt like a blow to the depths of his soul, forcing him to confront the impending darkness.

The footsteps grew closer and clearer, like a witch approaching from the darkness.

The atmosphere inside the room was oppressive and eerie, as if she might pounce at any moment.

Finally, the footsteps stopped, and silence returned.

But that threat still lingered in the house.

Even in the darkness, the suffocating sense of oppression remained.

A rich, feminine fragrance wafted over, its aroma intoxicating and delightful.

This alluring aroma exudes a unique charm, like a blooming flower emitting a captivating fragrance.

This fragrance is incredibly alluring, almost like an irresistible magic.

It floats gently in the air, making people unable to resist taking a deep breath, filling every inch of space with its fragrance.

It stirs the soul, as if calling forth some unknown impulse.

The fragrance exudes a mysterious sensuality, as if telling a story of love and passion.

The fragrance, imbued with romantic emotions, seemed to fill the dark room with affection and tenderness.

It is intoxicating, captivating, and makes one yearn to be close to it, indulging in this wonderful feeling.

The scent of a woman's fragrance is irresistible, alluring and charming. It conveys a woman's unique charm, exuding a gentle and sensual aura that stirs the heartstrings.

Fan Zui had to admit that every time he smelled this fragrance, it would stir his heart and stir his emotions.

It makes you forget the darkness and focus only on experiencing the wonderful fragrance.

It captivated the soul, inspiring a yearning and longing for the unknown.

The woman didn't speak, but slowly approached.

It seems as if they are walking barefoot, or floating forward.

Even with my eyes blindfolded, I could still sense her approach.

The fragrance became increasingly vivid and three-dimensional.

Someone is coming up.

His nerves twitched slightly.

"Witch, it's New Year's Eve tonight, how about we go out to watch the fireworks?"

Still no one spoke.

A delicate hand gently rested on his leg...

The witch's touch was as soft as silk; the moment it touched the skin, it felt as if positive and negative ions were coursing through the entire body.

"What's wrong? Tell me, let's not get physical, okay?"

He was genuinely afraid of this woman.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, a wonderful time. Who knows, if she goes crazy and does *that*...

Most importantly, it's impossible to determine whether she's dreaming or awake.

Suddenly, a frantic tackle completely interrupted his thoughts, leaving him staring wide-eyed.

In this ambiguous atmosphere, the witch acted proactively and domineeringly.

Her hair was gently stroked, as smooth as silk, and incredibly alluring.

It's so addictive.

When love reaches the depths, things will come naturally.

Witches have always been an indispensable part of his life.

The witch's intimacy with him increased day by day, and so did his.

Regardless, the two of them have already experienced and gone through so much together.

Giving the witch to someone else is absolutely impossible.

The witch tried again and again, testing his limits.

His crazy actions were nothing short of repeatedly shattering his last bit of resolve.

Today, we have reached our peak.

So he decided he couldn't bear it anymore.

Give it a try!

Turn the tables and become the masters!

The two embraced, and time stood still.

At that moment, the dream world seemed to tremble, but quickly returned to normal.

In fact, neither of them knew that, for a fleeting moment, the dream world nearly collapsed.

It wasn't until later that things gradually stabilized.

This night was inevitable!

The two finally broke down the last barrier between them.

This one night of passion is worth a fortune!

Gentle, alluring—everything was part of her plan.

He was aware of it, but in the end, he still got caught up in it.

Sometimes, these kinds of things can't be refused simply by being clear-headed.

At the last moment, he steeled himself and decided to ignore it.

After that, I was fully conscious.

From the bottom of my heart!

This time, the dream did not forcibly exit.

It went so smoothly that it was somewhat unexpected.

The silk scarf covering his eyes was still not removed.

He never mentioned it again.

The room was so quiet that you could hear each other's heartbeats.

"you……"

A sound suddenly came from inside the room, but then stopped abruptly. Fan Zui swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"Do you still remember the Spring Festival surprise you mentioned?" the witch asked, her voice unreadable, revealing neither joy nor anger.

As she spoke, she approached him again and embraced him.

However, the posture remained domineering.

It fits the strong personality of a witch.

"Yes, of course."

He naturally remembered what he had said.

Are you currently on your way to the capital?

"..."

"Now that we have this kind of relationship, can't you still reveal your true identity?"

His voice carried a hint of resentment.

I've given you everything, and you still can't trust me?

Fan Zui's heart skipped a beat; he had no words to express his bitterness.

It's not that he can't say, it's just that he's not sure yet.

After all, the witch had repeatedly tried to kill him.

"You'll see a surprise in a few days."

That was all he could say.

Is it...

The witch paused for a moment.

The man seemed hesitant to speak, perhaps because he had something difficult to say or some hidden trouble.

So much so that he couldn't reveal his identity to her?

She reached out and removed the silk scarf from his head.

Fan Zui was stunned for a moment.