Chapter Forty-Eight: Su Rouxue’s Secret Delight

It felt as though he was treading on layer upon layer of clouds, finally reaching that long-desired destination...

With a sudden push of his foot, his body convulsed, and then Natsuki opened his eyes.

Almost simultaneously, both he and Su Rouxue woke up together.

Back in reality, Natsuki felt sticky all over, as if he'd just come out of a deep dream, and now found himself in an odd state.

He quickly reached for the bedside, grabbed his phone, and checked the time.

It was exactly ten in the morning...

Natsuki raised his eyebrows, surprised that only three hours had passed.

Yet, in that peculiar domain he'd just been in, he had fought several hundred rounds. Who would have thought that in reality, so little time had gone by?

“Did you sleep well?” Su Rouxue asked with a gentle smile.

“Yeah, how about we take a shower together?”

“Sure!”

Natsuki and Su Rouxue got up and walked into the bathroom. At this hour, the others were probably awake too; after freshening up, it would be just about time for lunch.

“Rouxue, I just entered the domain space of your other personality,” Natsuki said.

“Hm?” Su Rouxue raised her brows, puzzled as she looked at Natsuki. “Another personality? I don’t know anything about that…”

“Uh, well, I just had a dream, and in it, there was a woman who looked exactly like you. Her true form was a white-haired, three-tailed fox, and in the dream she told me she was your other personality. Some strange things happened, and then I suddenly woke up.”

Natsuki scratched his head.

Su Rouxue seemed completely unaware, making him wonder if it really was just an erotic dream.

The dream was outrageous, but somehow not so unusual. After all, as a qualified light novel writer, his imagination was always vivid and fresh.

Sometimes, dreams intertwine with recent activities—he’d spent a lot of time with Su Rouxue lately, with plenty of intimate moments. Dreaming about a dual personality seemed plausible.

The feeling in the dream was so vivid, so many times he felt transcendent, the experience even more intense than reality.

Of course, returning to the real world, Natsuki still felt it was best for Su Rouxue to stay as she was.

Otherwise, his body certainly wouldn’t hold up, though when they were intimate, he did wish she’d be a bit more skilled, like in the dream.

Thinking about it, Natsuki realized he had suddenly become quite the experienced veteran.

Just a month ago, he was still a clueless boy who couldn’t find his way around.

It’s true—most men, once they taste forbidden fruit, gradually become “worse.”

Natsuki couldn’t deny it. He was no longer pure with his older girlfriend; he needed more excitement to satisfy himself.

He hoped she’d cooperate with these desires, since pleasure is mutual. When he enjoyed himself, she often did even more.

“Was it a dream? Well, maybe it was real!” Su Rouxue sighed softly. Hearing Natsuki’s words, her mind felt tense.

The seal inside her kept her from remembering much.

So far, only Natsuki knew her secret.

Sometimes, she wished she were just an ordinary person.

If she truly were, she wouldn’t have so easily given Natsuki his first time when they first met.

They finished their shower quickly.

After drying their hair and bodies and getting dressed, Su Rouxue’s group of girlfriends sent new messages.

“Everyone awake?” Lu Xuhan was first to speak.

“Awake, awake! That sleep was so good, now I’m starving. Time for lunch,” Liu Siqi replied soon after.

“For lunch, let’s just eat here at the farmhouse. This afternoon, we’ll switch locations,” Wang Xiaoyu said.

“Where are we going?” Su Rouxue quickly asked.

“Hehe, you’re the birthday girl today—just follow us. Qiqi found a big villa, and this afternoon we’ll cook a feast for you ourselves.”

“Natsuki’s cooking is really delicious too!” Su Rouxue hurriedly typed.

“Oh? Perfect, then this afternoon we girls can play mahjong together, and leave the rest to the men,” Liu Siqi chimed in.

“Great, it’s about time men showed what they can do. But my pig of a boyfriend can’t cook at all—probably more trouble than help in the kitchen,” Lu Xuhan sent a laughing-crying emoji.

“Speaking of which, my Lao Li is the same. Since moving in together, we mostly just order takeout. Sigh,” someone else lamented.

“Don’t mention it. Last time my Lao Wang tried to make red sugar porridge for me during my period, he added two spoons of salt. Nearly sent me to the hospital,” Wang Xiaoyu complained.

“Hilarious, your Lao Wang is a legend!”

“Wow, who’d have thought Natsuki could cook? Looks like Xue’er really hit the jackpot. That little brother’s got some real skills.”

“So jealous! He’s handsome, sings well, has a great body, and can cook. Tsk… there’s no comparison, no harm.”

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In the group chat, everyone was brimming with envy toward Su Rouxue.

All of them were eagerly anticipating Natsuki’s performance in the kitchen that afternoon.

When Natsuki learned he’d be cooking today, he was momentarily stunned. “Are there ingredients prepared?”

“Qiqi said the villa landlord provides plenty of free ingredients—seafood, chicken, duck, goose, all kinds of vegetables,” Su Rouxue replied.

“That works.”

Natsuki smiled. He was grateful that his parents had insisted he learn to cook as a child.

Of course, it helped that he had always been interested in good food.

Though his culinary skills weren’t exceptional, he could at least put on a decent show for Su Rouxue’s friends.

Su Rouxue was in high spirits.

Everyone has a touch of vanity. Her little boyfriend’s excellence reflected on her, and she secretly delighted in it.

Her friends’ approval at least affirmed her choice.

She wondered, though, when she might finally bring her little boyfriend home openly...