Chi Yingyu wanted to hold her own hand for comfort, and in Jiang Lai’s hazy memories, something like this had happened before.
Back then, when Sister passed away, Chi Yingyu had cried like a child made of tears.
Before she calmed down, she’d always held Jiang Lai’s hand tightly, but this time, everything felt completely different from before.
Originally, Jiang Lai was someone irreplaceable to them, but now, it seemed her only role was to be a soft and cuddly pillow.
Jiang Lai’s hand was tightly hugged to Chi Yingyu’s chest.
The softness of her sister-in-law’s body kept squeezing her arm. If it was just this, Jiang Lai could simply zone out for a bit, and it wouldn’t be a problem.
Because the sensation in her hand made it hard to fall asleep, Jiang Lai kept observing her sister-in-law’s sleeping state, thinking in her heart that she’d wait until her sister-in-law was completely asleep, then she could slowly, slowly pull her hand away.
But how could Chi Yingyu, faced with such a rare chance for close contact with her brother-in-law, let it slip by so easily?
If she wasted this opportunity by sleeping too well, it’d be such a shame.
At this moment, the Legal Goddess, who was usually so cool and elegant in front of others, had turned into a clingy teddy bear beside her brother-in-law.
She hugged half of Jiang Lai’s body into her arms, and even trapped Jiang Lai’s slender hand between her own thighs.
Jiang Lai was so startled she swallowed nervously.
The hand being squeezed didn’t dare move at all, afraid she might accidentally offend her sister-in-law.
Turning her head to look at Chi Yingyu, who was pressed so close, she felt like a doll in her sister-in-law’s embrace.
But there wasn’t the slightest discomfort. Instead, it was all softness and warmth, a feeling that made her want to sink into this gentle world.
Jiang Lai’s thoughts became sticky and slow. With every breath, she took in her sister-in-law’s scent, and her body seemed to stir with a hidden current.
Jiang Lai knew it was the lingering desire from earlier in the evening, burning inside her again.
But if she moved even a little, her sister-in-law would wake up, so she could only endure it.
She thought that once this unbearable urge passed, things would get much better.
Sleeping with her sister-in-law, perhaps Chi Yingyu felt at ease, but Jiang Lai spent the whole night tormented by desire, not even knowing when she finally fell asleep.
Once she did fall asleep, Jiang Lai had a dream full of longing.
In the Dream, she found herself pinned down on the bed, kissing someone, and the one passionately kissing her in the Dream was a woman.
That woman had long hair, which would occasionally brush against her face, making her feel ticklish. Her body was so soft, and the two of them kept rubbing against each other.
Jiang Lai, who had finally calmed down with time, was shaken again. Her body started trembling uncontrollably, growing hotter and hotter.
She actually felt desire just from such a Dream.
But she didn’t want to wake up. She even wanted to lose herself in this pleasant feeling, because she’d held back all day.
If it was just a spring Dream, she might as well enjoy it in the Dream.
Apart from the fact that she was lying on the bed as the Princess of Pillows, Jiang Lai could accept everything else, because the woman in the Dream didn’t do anything too outrageous.
Maybe because she’d never experienced it before, everything in the Dream seemed similar to what had happened between her and Xu Ruobing.
Aside from kissing and touching, nothing else happened.
But even just this was enough for the long-suppressed desire in Jiang Lai to be released.
She felt she had completely changed, the accumulated longing making her fully immersed in the Dream, savoring every moment.
Everything Jiang Lai felt in the Dream was so real, so intoxicating.
But all of this was real. Before Jiang Lai fell asleep, Chi Yingyu had simply given her a few pills to help her sleep.
Drugging her brother-in-law was certainly immoral, but she just couldn’t help herself.
She didn’t want her brother-in-law to be taken away by someone else…
The curtains were tightly drawn, leaving the whole room in darkness. Chi Yingyu took off her own pajamas, sat atop Jiang Lai, and pressed down the sister-in-law she’d longed for day and night, slowly touching her skin with her hands.
Chi Yingyu’s slender hands caressed Jiang Lai over and over—her slim waist, flat stomach, the feeling of her brother-in-law’s body.
Even just touching with her hands made her throat burn with heat.
If she weren’t afraid Jiang Lai might wake up and notice something wrong, Chi Yingyu would’ve wanted to take her in her sleep.
Even now, she could only skirt the edge, barely satisfying the fierce desire burning in her heart.
Chi Yingyu reached out in the darkness, fumbling for Jiang Lai’s pajamas, unfastening the obstructive clothes, and then pressed her whole body close in a tight embrace, finally letting their skin truly touch.
When Jiang Lai woke up in the morning, she found herself drenched in sweat, her hair sticking to her forehead.
She didn’t know if it was because she’d been hugging her sister-in-law all night, or if it was the feverish unease from the scenes in her Dream.
Jiang Lai really felt she’d become ridiculous, actually having a spring Dream right beside her sister-in-law.
After waking, Jiang Lai slowly sat up and looked at the empty, cold spot beside her.
She couldn’t help but worry that she might have done something bad in reality because of the Dream.
But since her sister-in-law hadn’t woken her up, there shouldn’t be any problem.
Besides, at this hour, her sister-in-law should have gone to work already.
Jiang Lai sat up, rubbed her face, and tried to clear her groggy mind, slowly checking her physical state.
Her body felt sticky, so she decided to take a shower and calm her filthy mind.
After making sure she wouldn’t do anything strange, Jiang Lai slowly climbed out of bed.
But as she stood up, she realized her pants were soaked through, and the unknown liquid had even stained her sister-in-law’s bed.
Jiang Lai instinctively tried to cover the spot with the blanket, but realized such self-deception was pointless.
She just felt a mess all over. Before heading out to wash up, she quickly stripped the dirty sheets, planning to wash them today.
When Jiang Lai, half-awake and holding the sheets, walked out of the bedroom, she saw her sister-in-law in the living room, not wearing a single stitch.
She looked as if she’d just showered, her face pink from the steam, and her skin even more tender than usual.