Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Witches are different from ordinary women; they're so proactive even on their wedding night.

On the eve of their wedding, the matchmakers had already lit the wedding candles for the newlyweds, their dim light shining like fireworks, filling the couple with joy and happiness.

Stepping into the antique-style bridal chamber, Fan Zui looked up and saw a scene filled with the shadows of red candles and red satin, reflecting the most important moment and the most beautiful happiness in his life.

On the door of the room hung a "福" (Fu, meaning good fortune) character woven from red silk.

The bed was covered with handmade imitation brocade quilts, and the silk cotton pillows were like clouds. The bed and table were yellow and bright, and the soft brocade contrasted with the plain white sheets of the wedding bed, making people's eyes light up and their mood relaxed.

However, Fan Zui's heart tightened at this moment.

It's that big bed again!

Holy crap, am I destined to lose my virginity on this big bed?

Witch, can't you change your bed every time you dream?

In a daze, Fan Zui recalled that on the day of the Yangzhou Rebellion, in the underground secret chamber of the Hehuan Sect, he had seen a bed exactly like this one.

Could it be that this witch has some connection with the Hehuan Sect?

Or perhaps the chaos in Yangzhou was also related to her.

Didn't she say before that the Yangzhou Rebellion had eliminated a lifelong rival for her?

It's possible that she even participated in the unrest.

Colorful lights and lanterns hung around the room, creating a festive atmosphere.

In the crystal vase by the window, there were some unknown magical flower stamens, their fragrance filling the air.

Even a simple magic flower has its own intricacies; it resembles a witch, graceful and alluring, beautiful and captivating.

On the carved candlestick, a drop-shaped red candle burned gently, emitting a bright light.

As if frozen in this faint light, he was destined to be unable to resist and would inevitably lose his virginity.

The intense colors and the faint glow of the red candle paint a primal yet alluring scene, captivating the heart and inspiring a desire to follow one's inner impulses and continue.

The room was covered with bedding, embroidery, and decorations, giving it a cool and shady feel.

This gave Fan Zui a sense of auspiciousness at the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), and also allowed the witch to experience the joy of fish leaping.

The festive atmosphere of the wedding room seemed completely out of place with the large bed.

Such a wedding bed implies that their married life will inevitably be full of ups and downs, unpredictable day and night, until they suffer from kidney deficiency.

I still can't control my body.

Seeing his clothes being removed piece by piece by the witch, he finally began to move.

I wonder if I'll actually lose my virginity in this dream today.

The souls intertwined, the bodies blended perfectly; the enjoyment was beyond words.

Thinking about it carefully, I do have a faint sense of anticipation...

Damn it, how could I have such a thought?

He was indeed bewitched by the witch.

Having finally entered the dream world, I should seize the time to cultivate myself.

Never become obsessed with matters of the heart or sexual pleasures.

Otherwise, with his strength and stamina, he wouldn't be able to stop playing.

Perhaps I can hold on until the dream ends.

No, absolutely not.

I must quickly break free from her control and begin my cultivation.

Within the mind, suggestions begin to emerge.

"In my dreams, I am invincible; no one in the nine heavens and ten earths, in the entire universe, can imprison me!"

Ok?

Why is it useless?

I'll insert it!

How is this going?

Isn't this a dream?

In dreams, the bolder the thoughts, the greater the potential.

But why not this time?

try again.

"I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming. Yes, everything here is fake. I'm not trapped. The wedding ceremony is fake, the bridal chamber is fake, the big bed is fake, but entering the bridal chamber is real..."

Insert!

My thoughts have gone astray.

Let's start over!

"I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming! Here, I am invincible! No one can defeat me! Mere trapping techniques can't hold me! So be it!"

Or not.

Before his thoughts could wander, he had taken off all his clothes.

The witch remained silent throughout.

She didn't remove the red veil over her head; she simply took off her clothes silently.

Of course, she only took off Fan Zui's clothes, not her own.

After two unsuccessful attempts, Fan Zui felt a growing sense of panic amidst his confusion.

He was certain that the witch had done something before entering his dream.

That's why we have the current situation.

But what methods did she use that made it impossible for me to break free from her control, even in my dreams?

Indeed, the witch's depths are unfathomable.

After having a dream, he discovered that although he was still unable to break free from its constraints and regain control of his body, he could speak.

"Witch, what are you planning to do? Let me tell you, don't do anything reckless, or things will get out of control and you'll lose everything."

Since dreams cannot be invincible, the only option left is to use psychological warfare.

The witch seemed to be taken aback when he suddenly spoke.

The movement paused slightly.

However, seeing that the other party was still unable to break free of the restraints, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seemingly annoyed that she had been startled by his sudden outburst, she said in a seductive voice:

"It's getting out of control? Then let's play together until dawn."

Don't worry, I'll do it myself. You don't need to do anything.

As she spoke, she abruptly removed the red veil from her head.

My fingers gently traced his chest, every inch of his skin.

It is extremely tempting.

The wedding dress was light and airy, and the two were so close that Fan Zui could clearly smell her fragrance.

It feels smooth and silky to the touch.

As far as the eye could see, her collarbone skin was smooth and glistening.

Occasionally glimpsing the beautiful scenery between the peaks, so rich and enchanting, is truly captivating.

A glimpse of the shallow depression stirred my heart.

So soft, so incredibly cute. Snow-white and alluring, its color like a flower.

My heart is captivated, I can't help but breathe. Such alluring curves are irresistible.

This witch is indeed unfathomable.

"What tricks did you use this time to render me unable to move?"

Seeing that she had stopped moving, Fan Zui tried his best to stall for time and distract her.

He then tried to find a way to break through the situation as soon as possible.

However, the witch seemed to see right through his thoughts.

So, without further ado, I got to work and started taking off my pants.

Now, Fan Zui felt that he had finally reached the end of his rope.

Caught off guard, he closed his eyes and let his thoughts wander freely in a jumbled dream:

"Why does she only undress me? Since we're going to the bridal chamber, I'll use my mental power to undress her too, undress, undress, undress..."