Beauty, the abandoned princess Chapter 1 A Dream? (1) <<< >>>

I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly rolled over. My hand, which is always unruly when I sleep, suddenly hit something hard.

"Ouch..." she mumbled in dissatisfaction, her blurry eyes fluttering open and gazing at the unknown figure beside her.

"Whoa!" He thought it was just his laptop left on the bed from before he went to sleep, or maybe even a UFO had landed on him! But as he looked closer, his eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe what he saw and whispered in disbelief.

Goodness me, why is there a man over there?! Oh dear!

Okay, you got me.

Just before I got home, the cat was at a friend's house, munching on chips and giggling hysterically while watching A-videos. But I never expected it would lead to such a chain reaction.

After returning home, the god who insisted on washing up before bed, though his mind was still replaying certain vivid scenes from the movie he had just watched, fell asleep with a contented smile, hugging the big, fluffy owl beside him.

I swear, this is the first time I've ever had a dream like this...

Gently sitting up, uncovering the blankets, and carefully looking at the guy beside him who was as good-looking as a model.

Why was it determined that he was male?

The following points are confirmed:

First: A healthy bronze, but slightly paler than bronze, you could say it's like condensed milk. Well, I just put a little bit on top, and subtly dotted him with some as well.

Second: A face sculpted with masterful skill, handsome and resolute, the kind that instantly makes him a top-tier male actor. With thick, sword-like eyebrows arched upwards, his narrow eyes are closed, but even so, you can sense that if he were to open them, they would be incredibly deep and captivatingly alluring.

Lift your hand, gently, and use your fingers to trace along his forehead, all the way to his high nose bridge, then slowly move down to his thin lips, gently outlining their shape.

I've decided this must be heaven rewarding my diligence and hard work at the office with a spring dream! Since it's such a perfect man, and it's a dream where I can let loose, wouldn't it be a waste not to take full advantage of it?

Waste is shameful!

Embracing this principle, she suddenly replaced her finger with a slightly crimson lip and gently brushed against the thin lip. Then, because of that scorching heat, she learned from the people in the film and let out a soft sigh.

I don't know if it was because I was a little too excited, but I seemed to feel my boyfriend subtly shaking when he was on top of me.

Never mind! A man is here, there's no reason not to use him!

On one side, learning from the people in the movie, she kissed the man's lips with her lips, mischievously sticking out her tongue and going deep into him... Isn't this too intense? It seems like the man underneath stiffened up a bit.

Take a deep breath, quietly raise your hand, and completely pull open the man's half-open collar. Then, with your fingertip, gently trace along his enchanting face, down little by little. Lightly caress his captivating neck, then continue down, stopping on his muscular chest and drawing circles softly.

The man beneath was so tense it made one wonder if he was even awake. Yet, his hazy eyes continued to smirk, and as if studying whether this "dream lover" was truly asleep, his finger suddenly darted downwards...

Just as the finger was about to reach the man's genitals, someone suddenly grabbed his hand—