A little while in the dream, a moment in reality

"I've read online that when it comes to this stage between a man and a woman, they should really start with dating first."

"I admit our situation is a bit special—we don’t have much time to prepare."

"But I still feel in my heart that... mmm!"

"..."

Maomao’s muttering trailed off mid-sentence.

Lin Yu’s time-saving, rapid techniques had already brought Maomao into the same smooth state.

No matter how carefree or thick-skinned she was,

faced with such a situation,

she couldn’t keep rambling as usual.

"Buzz... buzz buzz..."

The faint hum sounded again.

Lin Yu naturally knew what this meant—time was running out.

Stripped of defenses, Maomao instinctively crawled toward the inner side of the bed,

trying to grab the blanket and wrap herself up.

But how could Lin Yu give her that chance?

If Maomao escaped too, wouldn’t tonight’s efforts be in vain?

He gripped the little wildcat’s ankle, effortlessly stopping her retreat.

The view from behind...

Hiss!

Truly a different kind of thrill!

"Yu, can you listen to me first?" Maomao pleaded urgently.

Lin Yu, having learned his lesson, immediately softened his tone:

"Sure, no problem."

"Don’t rush, take your time..."

He quickly soothed Maomao’s nerves.

Being wild in action was one thing, but if his words matched that intensity,

it would undoubtedly shatter her completely.

From this angle, anyway,

Maomao couldn’t see what was about to happen.

In the dream world, once intimate contact was intensified,

it would inevitably have a significant impact on reality.

"Yu, I’ve thought it over carefully."

"This still isn’t appropriate—even today, the chance of success is only about 25%."

"And considering individual differences and survival time,

this probability isn’t worth risking."

"If we... go to the hospital tomorrow or the day after, we’ll still be exposed."

"You’re a guy, so you should understand this better than me."

Maomao spoke rapidly,

even citing statistics to support her argument.

But this had nothing to do with gender.

Lin Yu had never studied such details.

No wonder Maomao and Ying'er had clashed online, becoming rivals.

Their thought processes on this matter were eerily similar—

only,

one calculated the least likely odds, while the other calculated the most likely.

Lin Yu leaned in, whispering in Maomao’s ear:

"Maomao, your analysis makes perfect sense."

"But you miscalculated one thing..."

Maomao frowned. "Me? What did I miss?"

Lin Yu: "You underestimated the power of desire."

The next moment—

Maomao: "!!!"

......

In the bedroom shared by Xia Yiwei and Maomao.

"Ahh!"

Maomao jolted awake in fright,

instinctively clutching the blanket and pushing her hands forward.

When her hands met empty air,

she finally fully woke up.

Had it all just been a dream?

Recalling the hyper-realistic dream,

Maomao covered her face with her hands: "..."

Oh my god!

What was happening?

Why would she dream something like that?

Was it because...

she lost to Yu during the day, so she dreamed of him at night?

Even so,

it shouldn’t have escalated to that kind of scenario!

Maomao looked down at the blanket she was still gripping tightly,

unable to let go even now.

Then, in a flash,

she remembered—Xia Yiwei was sleeping right beside her!

She immediately turned her head to check.

The rain had stopped, the sky had cleared, and starlight filled the room with high visibility.

Xia Yiwei lay peacefully on her side, showing no signs of waking.

Thank goodness.

Maomao sighed in relief.

She’d been terrified that her strange dream might have caused her to make odd noises in reality.

But it seemed she hadn’t.

Carefully, she lay back down, turning her back to Xia Yiwei and gazing at the starry sky outside the window.

The heat in her cheeks hadn’t faded—if anything, it was intensifying.

On the other side,

once sure Maomao had settled,

Xia Yiwei opened her eyes in shock.

The moment Maomao woke up,

Xia Yiwei had adjusted her posture to feign sleep.

In the minutes before,

she’d clearly heard Maomao murmuring nervously in her sleep:

"Yu... can’t have a baby... can’t do this... is this right..."

Xia Yiwei: "!!!"

Knowing Maomao as she did,

this little girl had probably hit that springtime of youth phase!

In Maomao’s sheltered life,

she’d had almost zero social interaction.

Suddenly meeting a smooth-talking, emotionally intelligent guy like Lin Yu—

it wasn’t surprising she’d developed some unrealistic, steamy fantasies.

But Maomao’s pace... was way too fast!

Shouldn’t she start by fantasizing about dating first?

How did she skip straight to having a baby?!

This line of thinking was dangerous!

If Lin Yu, that little charmer, tempted her even slightly, who knew what might—

Xia Yiwei rubbed her temples, utterly lost on how to broach the topic with Maomao.

Was she supposed to play the "buzzkill guardian" role,

warning Maomao to straighten out her thoughts and not blindly "give herself" to a man?

......

Meanwhile, in Lin Yu’s bedroom.

[Ding!]

[Masterful move—the sweet ripples of sharing a dream with the Holy Son have left the sect’s outer disciples completely unable to sleep!]

[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]

Lin Yu stretched smugly after waking up.

Though it was just once, it was a solid critical hit!

A brief moment in the dream,

but a real impact in reality.

This little wildcat was doomed—there was no escape!

Checking the time:

4:30 AM.

Earlier than the usual end time for dreams.

Still,

his control over the dream world was gradually strengthening with each attempt.

Before going back to sleep,

he needed to review the previous day’s gains.

Sect contribution lottery and shopping spree!

Lin Yu opened the system interface:

[Sect Contribution: 2060]

[Spirit Stones: 8350]

[Free Draws: 7]

Starting with the lottery.

A whopping seventeen draws awaited exploration.

After dumping all his sect contributions and free draws into the spin,

the phantom wheel reappeared in his mind.

As the seventeen needles gradually stopped,

a series of reward messages appeared.

Compared to yesterday’s abysmal luck,

today was a jackpot!

The "old friends" appeared as frequently as ever,

but a few new items seemed... interesting.

......

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