Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Chapter 222 Heading to the Elves

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Weiwei got what she wanted. This time she really kissed Zengjun, and it was Zengjun's lips, soft and full of flesh.

Weiwei tilted her head and forcefully kissed Zengjun on the lips. This time, Zengjun felt mixed emotions. He said he didn't want to, which he didn't, but he felt it wasn't right. Even though it was a kiss, there was always an indescribable feeling, a feeling that he felt unworthy.

What else could Songjun do? He let Weiwei force a kiss on him in the hotel. What else could he do? He could only ask Weiwei not to go too far.

But how could people not think about the next step after making out in a hotel?

Similarly, Weiwei thought the same. Although Zengjun disagreed, Zengjun made an exception and let her kiss him on the lips. Weiwei thought, "It shouldn't be a problem if it's a little too much, right?"

So Weiwei released her hands that were pressing down on Zengjun and was about to take off her clothes. She felt that as long as she took off her clothes, Zengjun would definitely indulge her.

Zengjun pushed Weiwei onto the bed when she released her hand and was about to untie her clothes.

Weiwei looked at Zengjun and said, "You finally got it. Come on, ravage me as much as you want. Weiwei won't be mad at her brother."

Zengjun pinched Weiwei's face with his left hand, "You are really going too far."

Then Zengjun stepped back, put his feet on the ground and stood beside the bed.

Ping Yi was confused, "You're stopping halfway?"

"Enough," Zengjun said to Weiwei, but he couldn't bear to yell at her, so he could only say simply, "Enough," "Everyone makes mistakes, just correct them."

Weiwei sat up and crossed her legs on the bed. The little white socks still represented her passion for Zengjun. "Just this time, okay? Let me make the mistake to the end," Weiwei said, looking at Zengjun.

Zeng Jun didn't know what to say after hearing this, because at this moment Zeng Jun seemed to be refusing the food that was fed to his mouth, while at the same time the food was begging to eat it, eat it.

Zengjun looked into Weiwei's eyes again. This time he couldn't be soft-hearted, as being soft-hearted would only lead to the same mistake again next time.

"Really, listen to me, we can't do this now. In the future, if I really fall in love with you and if you still like me, I will let you do what you want. Do you think this is okay?" Zeng Jun asked.

Pingyi flew to Zengjun's side and asked him quietly, "Are you not capable?"

“……” Zengjun was silent. When a man is told something is not okay, his first thought is to refute or deny it, as if that was his face.

"Later, how long is later?" Weiwei asked, having heard some of it. Instead of asking Zengjun to cooperate better, it would be better to wait for Zengjun to figure it out first.

"I'm seventeen now, right?" "Three years. I only need three years to figure out what love is. When I figure it out, if it's really you, I'll cross mountains and seas to see you."

"Then~? What if after you figure it out, you don't love me, or what you feel for me is not the love you think it is?" Weiwei asked. This is indeed a problem. People often weigh the pros and cons and abandon some undesirable options.

“……” Zengjun fell silent again. This was a question of where to go after failure, or what is often called the worst-case scenario.

Pingyi also looked at Zengjun. Now, she was a witness. If anyone failed to fulfill their promise in the future, she would not cover up for anyone.

But silence cannot solve the problem, it is just an attitude. "If it weren't for you, I would never marry," Zengjun said.

This sentence can be regarded as Zengjun's promise and determination. What does it mean? If Zengjun figured out what love is, and the result is not Weiwei, but other women, Zengjun would not marry. Similarly, if the result is Weiwei, he would figure it out today, meet her parents tomorrow, and have the wedding night the day after tomorrow.

"Okay, three years, I can wait, and I believe that when you figure it out, you'll understand that I'm the option you've always had and will continue to wait for you. I'm here, right next to you, doing with you everything you want to do," Weiwei said, like a confession.

"Okay," Zengjun looked at Weiwei, nodded and said.

"Then this elf will act as a witness between you. I will not cover up for anyone who breaks the contract, even if the master breaks the contract," Ping Yi flew between the two of them and said.

"Of course." Zengjun sat on the edge of the bed, took off his shoes, and slept on the bed, covered with a quilt.

"Good night, brother." Weiwei held Zengjun's head with both hands and fell asleep.

Pingyi shook her head, flew back to Zengjun's state of mind and took a rest.

The next morning, Zengjun woke up. At this moment, he was hugged by Weiwei in her arms. It was as if he fell asleep while smelling Weiwei's body fragrance.

In the morning, Zengjun and Weiwei also got up one after another, and Kaguya was already waiting at the door.

After returning the keys and having breakfast, Zengjun and his group prepared to continue on their way to the destination they had mentioned earlier: the elves.

"Oh~ Did that guy give you trouble yesterday?" Kaguya asked Zengjun, who was still sleepless.

Zengjun walked holding Weiwei's hand, "Not really," Zengjun said after briefly thinking about it. After all, a bottle of magic water is nothing.

"So how did it feel to stay here for one night?" Kaguya asked Sojun first.

"I don't feel anything too much. But how did you sleep on your first night of freedom?" Zengjun asked Kaguya politely, because it had been a long time since Kaguya last slept in the human world.

"The bed is too soft, not as good as the igloo I slept in before. However, every breath of air is exceptionally fresh." Kaguya looked up at the sky, a scene he had rarely paid attention to before. He was still a child and didn't care whether the sky was beautiful or not.

"So, should we fly over today or take a carriage to enjoy the scenery?" Zengjun asked, wanting Kaguya to make the choice.

"Let's take a carriage. Otherwise, how can we get better water~ahem, and observe the scenery more carefully?" Kaguya responded.

"In fact, the human world may not be as good as your snowy mountains. Aren't the flowers everywhere in the first level of entry also in full bloom?" What Zengjun wanted to say was that there was actually no difference.

"Maybe, but unfortunately they are all fake," Kaguya said half-agreeingly.

After a while, they arrived at the town entrance, where there was also a carriage driver waiting for people.

Zengjun held Weiwei's hand and approached the driver in an ambiguous manner, "Do you want to go to the elf tribe?"

"How many people?" asked the driver.

"Three," Zengjun said.

"One hundred and sixty gold." The driver saw Zengjun holding Weiwei's hand and thought that the price he quoted should include the cost of dog food, so he had to eat it anyway.