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Zhang Xiaolong drifted off to sleep in a haze. In his dream, a succession of women appeared, each more seductive than the last.

He wasn't sure if the day's events had overstimulated him or if dreams simply revealed one's most primal desires, but this time he lunged without a second thought.

Whether it was Yang Jingjing or Chen Yaru beneath him didn't matter; he fervently pursued his desires