Yinzhen felt that Xinlan was a magical existence. According to his third brother, once you get a beautiful woman, it’s just like that, and you won’t like her anymore. Only a steady stream of beauties can make people feel stimulated and enjoyed, and produce pleasant emotions.

No, it was not at all like what the third brother said. Even though he had already gotten Xinlan, and even though they had fallen in love at first sight, the novelty had not diminished at all. Facing Xinlan, his emotions were still surging, and his mood was still surging.

He did not feel that his enjoyment was diminished just because he had Xinlan, nor did he lack money for stimulation just because they were in love with each other. His excitement was no less than when they first met.

He never felt bored with Xinlan, and he didn't want any other beauty besides Xinlan.

The theories that Brother San talked about are completely wrong and not credible at all.

Xinlan will always be new in his eyes. He will never get tired of Xinlan, and his sense of freshness will never dry up.

Xinlan had no idea what was in Yinzhen's mind. She only knew that Yinzhen was extremely excited and his enthusiasm remained high and did not subside.

Like the surging waves, one after another, she was about to drown in such passion.

The handkerchief she had embroidered with so much effort finally had its correct use, but this use made her feel extremely ashamed.

She couldn't figure out whether Yinzhen had been studying secretly behind her back during the days they hadn't seen each other.

Why are there so many moves?

Xinlan was so tired that she didn't even bother to move her fingers. Fortunately, Yinzhen was in high spirits. He carried Xinlan to take a bath. Although he had been working for a long time, he didn't feel tired at all.

Instead, he became more energetic at the end of the bath, as if he would not stop until he had completely drained Xinlan.

Compared to Xinlan, Yinzhen was more like a demon who sucked people's essence. Xinlan was tormented by him so much that she couldn't even tell whether she fell asleep or fainted.

She frowned as she was severely bullied, and curled up in Yinzhen's arms with grievance and obedience, without any sign that she was the one who was scheming.

Now she seems like the one who loses more than she gains.

Yinzhen was extremely energetic. Although he was reluctant, he still put on underwear for Xinlan to cover her seductive beauty.

He felt that today's dream seemed to be longer. Xinlan had fallen asleep, but he hadn't woken up yet.

Yinzhen just thought he had made a good deal, and he hugged Xinlan, closed his eyes and waited for sleep to fall.

It was as if the dream ended as soon as he closed his eyes and fell asleep. He heard Su Peisheng calling him. He thought he would be very sleepy, but he turned out to be very energetic. Meeting Xinlan in the dream seemed to give him new strength.

Yinzhen was in an extremely good mood, and when he saw the handkerchief in his hand, his good mood reached its peak.

Confucius never speaks of strange and supernatural things, but there are always some things in this world that cannot be explained or understood by human power, just like his encounter with Xinlan.

It’s like the handkerchief he is holding in his hand. If it didn’t really exist in front of his eyes, how could he think that the unreal yet real dream was real?

Yinzhen almost reverently held the handkerchief in his hand into his arms. This was the first gift Xinlan gave him, and it was also the proof of their true love for each other. He must keep it well and treasure it.

Su Peisheng didn’t know what had happened to Yinzhen, he only knew that his master was particularly happy today.

Maybe I slept well and had a sweet dream.

But isn’t it too late for the master to rest?

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