Chapter 199: A Dream Under the Moon

Moonlight also jumped into Grandpa's room, mostly blocked by the hanging yellow charms, but Moonlight squeezed in through the gap between the two charms and pounced on Grandpa's table.

At that time, I was still in the dormitory of the school, and I had a beautiful dream that I was walking hand in hand with the girl I liked on the small river not far in front of the school. The subtle sound under the bed seeped into my dreams, allowing me to hear Yueji's voice in my dreams, and also made me clearly know that I was just holding her hand in my dreams. I consciously squeezed the girl's hand hard to see if the touch would prove that I was pinching the soft sheet, or that my left hand was holding my right hand.

Perhaps the idea of choosing a woman is the same as what I thought in my dream, knowing that it is impossible and unrealizable, but I still have to defy the law, as if as long as I put my hand into the dream, the dream will become an immersive reality.

Afterwards, I asked Xuan Po how she felt after being bitten by the white snake, whether her head was fainting, or if she continued to think and only her limbs were numb. Xuan Po shook his head and said that he had neither fainting nor thinking, but had a dream, a confused dream.

I asked him what kind of dream it was.

He said that the moment he closed his eyes, he saw a woman flying towards him like a kite being swept up by the wind, and hugged him. And then......

And then what happened? I asked.

He said that the woman leaned down and kissed him on the mouth, and she sucked him hard. He felt blood come out of his upper lip and flow into the woman's soft, cotton-like mouth.

The woman finally revealed her true form, wanted to suck his blood, and finally ran out of patience to put him to death when repeated temptations did not work.

He tried to struggle, but the moment the woman's lips touched, he felt his limbs swollen and ached, as if he had gotten up the next morning after a tiring day's work. I can't lift my hands.

At that time, he did think so, thinking that the woman really wanted to put him to death and use his essence to fight against the noble Taoist. At that time, he still thought that the Taoist priest was a "noble" Taoist priest. If he had one-tenth of his grandfather's knowledge, he would know that something was wrong just by the name. But how many people in the whole village are like Grandpa?

Vampire is not the most terrifying. Terrifyingly, after sucking up his blood, the woman turned and walked to a corner of the wall to pick up the little white snake that was still looking for a place to escape.

Xuan's head has been dizzy, thinking that she has been in a dream. He lay upright on the bed, his eyes squinting hard at the woman who was holding the little white snake. He still imagined that maybe he was still sleeping on the bench in the hall, and that knocking on the door and pouring wine were dreams he had just had after lying on the bench. When the rooster outside crowed, he woke up, the woman was still sleeping in his room, there was no blood at the corner of her mouth, there was no trace of the wine jar under the table of the Eight Immortals, the plastic paper was still calmly covered on the wine jar, and the string of the seal was the same as always.

However, the dream did not stop because of these thoughts.

He vaguely saw the woman shove the snake's head into her mouth. The woman's mouth moved, and her face couldn't be more flat, as if it were an ordinary morning and an ordinary housewife eating an ordinary breakfast.

Snake blood meandered from the corners of the woman's mouth, as if it were another red snake, or rather, the soul of a snake. The woman seemed to be eating very well and looking like she was enjoying it. The snake's tail was still whirling outside her mouth, in pain. The woman pinched the snake's tail with her hand and put it in her mouth, and the last bite wrapped the snake and chewed it, and more snake blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth. The woman wiped the corners of her mouth with her hand, turning half of her face red.

Xuan Po lay at the head of the bed, unable to move, and watched the woman with half of her face stained with snake blood turn around and gradually approach the bed. Although he still thought he was in a dream, he was also trembling with fear, and his fingers lying flat on the bed involuntarily tried to grab the sheets, but the fingers were already out of his brain.

The woman stuck out the tip of her tongue, added blood to the side of her mouth, and knelt down beside Xuanpo, rubbing her body against his body, with a satisfied smile on her face. The woman didn't know if the woman's laughter was directed at the snake who had already laid down her belly, or at him who was at her mercy. In short, that satisfied smile made Xuan Po feel uncomfortable.

The woman turned her head towards herself. Xuan's eyes were close to the hideous woman, and the strong smell of snakey flesh penetrated his nostrils. The woman's eyes at this time are tender like water, ambiguous, and even a little charming. This is something that Xuan Po did not expect.

He thought that the woman was looking at him either with fierce eyes, or with hungry eyes, or with disdainful eyes. Because at this time, he was no different from the little white snake, and she could be played with between the palms, and they had no power to resist.

He thought that the woman would continue to suck his blood until his blood dried up. But everything was unexpected by the woman, and although the woman kissed him on the mouth again, she no longer sucked, but was unusually warm and teased. The warm, moist tongue swirled back and forth between his lips and teeth.

One of her hands gently gripped his wrist, signaling him not to be afraid or to be nervous. The other hand gradually moved to his chest and stroked gently.

Still not daring to look into her eyes, she looked around the window above her head. The moon was just in the corner of the window, dim.

It's a dream. He told himself.

Maybe it was because of this thought, or maybe because of the gesture of the woman's hand, he gradually calmed down and let things go ahead.

With his nerves soothed, he no longer paid attention to the warm woman in front of him, but once again remembered the girl with bright eyes before, remembered the moon, weeds and trees that night, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart. As soon as his eyes appeared in his mind, an impulse rose from his body irrepressibly!

His breathing became rapid. Since his body was still weak, the rate of breathing was still not high. But the woman sensed the change in him, and one hand pinched his wrist harder to show her kindness and encouragement.

It is strange to say that after her encouragement, since her hands and feet have a slight reaction, the whole nervous system gradually wakes up like a snake in spring. It doesn't matter if you move, this spring snake is full of power when it first wakes up!