Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 262 - Even in her dreams, she couldn't run away from Lu Xingchi (1)
As a person that might never wake up after falling asleep, Bei Nuan felt that she would become a burden to any partner. It wasn't a big deal to be alone for the rest of her life. It would be quite carefree.
However, after coming to this world, without her noticing, Lu Xingchi with his resolute and stubborn attitude, had driven a wedge into her single life. He had rushed to stake a claim in her life and established hegemony. He had become an important part of her life.
Her logical side kept telling her no, but her emotional side had stuffed earphones into her ears and ignored her logical side.
With each passing day, Lu Xingchi became the most trustworthy and reliable person in her life after her dad had died.
She clearly knew that when the novel's plot ended, the system would throw her back to her original world, regardless if she completed the Holy Mother tasks.
How would he face her disappearance when the time came? She didn't know how she would face life without him either.
She hugged his waist, buried her face in shirt, and sniffled.
The flickering candlelight on the desk emitted a faint fragrance. She gradually fell asleep in his warm embrace.
Even in her dreams, she couldn't run away from Lu Xingchi.
In her dream, Lu Xingchi became a big cat that was ferociously chasing after her. She desperately tried to run from him. She was panting and dripping with sweat.
In the end, he still caught up to her and held her down with a paw.
"Still trying to run?" He flicked his cat ears.
Bei Nuan felt like she was a tiny mouse. Trembling, she said, "Cat King, please let this little one go."
With an "awu", the big cat grabbed her thin neck with its mouth. He grunted, "Let you go? I'm going to eat you up."
The soft cat fur on his head rubbed her chin. It felt itchy. The paws holding her down felt hot.
Bei Nuan dazedly thought that her dream was a bit odd.
Soon, she realized this wasn't a dream. Her body really was heating up and sweating. Someone really was holding her down with searing hands. Her chin really felt itchy, and her neck really felt extremely painful from being bitten.
Bei Nuan opened her eyes and saw that Lu Xingchi was affectionately rubbing her face. That itchy feeling was from his hair.
His body was so big, and he was firmly pressing down on her.
"Bei Nuan, Bei Nuan… " He called out her name. His voice was charming and gentle and lingered on the last syllable of her name. His voice sounded abnormal.
What was wrong with him?
Bei Nuan realized there was something wrong with her too. Her mouth and tongue were dry. Was she having a fever? No, that didn't seem right either. She was sweating profusely, and her clothes were soaked.
Her mind felt like it was going into overdrive, but her thoughts were scattered. Time felt like it was going too fast and too slow at the same time. Before she could grasp a thought, it would float away.
Bei Nuan felt an unnatural highness in her mood. She had never felt so relaxed and elated. It felt like she was going to fly. Everything was covered with a beautiful glow. She felt fondness towards everything in her sight, especially Lu Xingchi. She really, really liked him.
His hair was glossy and shiny under the candlelight. It looked like it would feel very nice to touch. She wanted to reach out to stroke his hair and did so.
Lu Xingchi felt it and raised his head.
His eyes met Bei Nuan's. His gaze was burning and didn't look normal. Noticing that she had woken up from his gnawing, he propped himself over her.
His collar was unbuttoned, and part of his white shirt was open, revealing the delicate lines of his collarbone. His shirt had turned translucent from sweat, and the outlines of his muscles were faintly revealed in the candlelight.
The sight couldn't be more beautiful.
Bei Nuan inexplicably wanted to touch. Her hand was much faster than her brain. The thought had only passed through her mind, and her hand had already gone there.
He seemed unwilling to accept that she had groped him. He pressed down on her and kissed her.
They entangled on the narrow bed, unwilling to separate.
His body was hot. He was so gentle, so passionate, so beautiful. Bei Nuan went with the flow and hugged his broad shoulder. She thought; alright.
However, Lu Xingchi propped himself up a bit. With his head lowered, he looked at her and spat out, "The candle."
Bei Nuan: Huh?
He took a long breath and sat up, "There's something wrong with the candle."
It was only then that Bei Nuan realized tonight's scented candle didn't smell like bacon or other similar foods. It didn't have a floral or fruit fragrance either. Instead, it had an indescribable sweet and oily scent. It was strange.
What was going on?
Bei Nuan's brain still wasn't very cooperative. It continued to be exuberant. After a long time of trying to focus, she finally understood.
"Are you saying we're drugged? Like the ones that appear in novels? Yin Yang He Huan San or something like that? Really?"
She sounded like she had won the lottery.
Lu Xingchi was utterly speechless. "Yin Yang He Huan San?"
(T/N: Yin Yang He Huan San is an aphrodisiac drug that appears in a lot of wuxia novels.)
"That's what's written in those novels." Bei Nuan comfortably lied on the pillow and happily consulted, "Do we need to detoxify?"
Lu Xingchi looked down at her. His expression was calm. After a while, he finally replied, "How about helping me detoxify then?"
Bei Nuan was affected by the candle. Her mind was like a kite that had been let loose and not working well. She didn't mince words when she discussed it with him.
"Don't be silly. You don't need me. I never understood why a man has to find a woman after getting poisoned with this drug. Can't you just do it yourself?"
Lu Xingchi was beyond speechless.
"Do it myself? I don't know how. Can you teach me?"
Although he said those words, he didn't have any intention of having her teach him. He got off her body, extinguished the nearby candle, got out of bed, drew back the curtains, and opened all of the windows in the room.
A gust of cool and refreshing immediately blew into the room and brought in the fresh and clean air from outside. The thin curtains were lifted by the window and billowing.
Lu Xingchi stood by the window with his hands on the windowsill. Looking out the window, he breathed in the fresh night air.
The distinct and elegant outline of his side profile looked like they had been carved by a knife. His eyes seemed to have regained their clarity.
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