Be dragged into the room by the succubus

Falling in love with you, being dragged into the room by the succubus at the beginning

His throat was a little dry, Ning Feng looked at Margaret, not knowing what to say.

She refused her own help.

Does she know what that means?

A little annoyed in his heart, Ning Feng was a little angry at Margaret's waywardness.

Do you know how long you have to endure in this cruel world! ?

This is the very depths of the dream, the flow of time is extremely slow, and the time she endures will be infinitely extended.

That would be unbearable real hell!

Even the current Ning Feng doesn't think he can persevere.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Feng tried his best to adjust his state, and said in a deep voice:

"...Margaret, do you really know what choice you have made now?"

Now is not the time to be angry and willful, you should not continue to stay in this dream.

"Choice? Of course."

She was hoisted again, and her body was restrained again under her control.

She was indeed trapped in the dream world, but she was not helpless.

Even if Ning Feng's bloodline occupies half, the owner of the other half is still her.

As long as she is still in the dream world, no one can completely defeat her.

The invisible rivalry between the bloodlines just changed into different scenes, through which she was constantly tempted.

Wealth, killing, sex...

In fact, there are more than that!

Ordinary desires such as power, fame, etc. also appeared, consuming her spirit in various ways.

Margaret held on, but not quite.

In the beginning, she was still contaminated.

She sat on the throne of wealth and wore the crown representing power.

She also slaughtered frantically in the field of flesh and blood, harvesting and burying countless lives.

However, at the last moment, she regained her sobriety for some reason, and did not step into the real purgatory.

After waking up, she was still tormented by the swelling desire in her heart.

To resist the urge, she created the room herself.

This cage can hold her and keep her from losing herself.

She imprisoned her own desires, just not to lose herself.

And now, someone wants her to release the beast that was finally chained?

No.

She refuses.

"I've given in time and time again, and this time I don't want to give up again."

"I will never fall!"

With determination in her words, she stared at Ning Feng without retreating an inch.

How does it feel to be easily overwhelmed by the desire in your blood and expose that ugliness in front of others?

Extremely embarrassing!

But what can she do?

Leaving aside the fact that the other party is just a man whom he has only met once, and even his teammate's lover.

Could it be that she was going to confront him face-to-face and even hold him accountable just because she had exposed this predicament?

Do not make jokes.

She noticed that Ning Feng had done more at that time, and she still remembered that gentle voice and the bloody taste in her mouth after waking up.

Margaret is not an unreasonable person, she will not ignore what the other party has paid.

She also realized that the other party should have done something to give her a chance to recover, and this kind of thing will definitely not be free.

Margaret knew that she should thank the other party, but she still felt awkward.

Embarrassment and anger were entwined and made her feel like a stick in her throat.

Then, because you can't get married, are you going to make a promise with your body?

No.

The client, Margaret, just wanted to die.

The feeling of social death almost drove her mad.

But she won't break down over this kind of thing.

She chose another approach...

Margaret needs to vent.

And the way to vent is also very simple, she wants to return to the front line of the battle.

She is a warrior, and her stains shall be washed away with blood and victory!

Only victory can dissipate the depression in her heart.

She longs to fight.

So, she endured the embarrassment and asked the other party for help.

Originally, I wanted to take advantage of that opportunity to be alone and forcefully ask about the situation at that time, but the other party's attitude suddenly changed.

And what made Margaret feel powerless the most was that she couldn't resist the other party at that time.

Might as well resist the temptation of that blood.

It's like seeing an insurmountable mountain, like seeing your own master...

Do not!

No one is her master!

The pupils became brighter, and even now that she was covered in scars, Margaret still burst out with a moving will.

"No matter what you say this time, no matter what you promise, no matter what you want to do to me again..."

"I will not give in again!"

It was as sharp as a blade, piercing straight into Ning Feng's eyes, making him subconsciously recognize his eyes.

Rarely, he felt ashamed.

Admired for the firm will of the other party, but also ashamed of what he had done.

"...if, if I say, none of this should have happened."

If Ning Feng hadn't done that experiment and treated the other party with a somewhat frivolous attitude, would the result have been different?

People who suddenly grasp power will unconsciously indulge in the pleasure brought by power.

For a moment, recalling what he had done, Ning Feng felt a little ashamed.

In terms of his attitude towards Margaret, he was indeed somewhat deficient.

Even, he didn't even have much interest in coveting the other person's body, he treated her more as a test subject...

arrogant.

There is no doubt that this is arrogance.

Because he knew that he would not make mistakes, his actions became no longer concerned about the feelings of the other party.

Regardless of whether this approach was influenced by others, it was enough that he was the one who did it.

The most difficult thing for Ning Feng to accept was that Margaret hadn't clearly realized that she was in a dream until now.

If there is no training, it will be difficult for the dreamer to wake up, unable to make correct judgments, and can only drift with the evolution of the dream.

After sinking in the dream world for too long, Margaret is not as special as Ning Feng, her consciousness has been completely intertwined with the dream.

She woke up, but not quite enough.

The half-dream and half-awake state made her more emotional and more susceptible to the influence of dreams.

Can't go on like this.

She must wake up from this dream!

Whether she wants it or not, this is not the place for her to stay.

Things have become like this, Ning Feng is about to make some risky moves.

Resisting the embarrassment in his heart and turning his head, Ning Feng stared at those eyes and asked slowly:

"Then what if I say that all this is just a dream?"

On the other side, after hearing Ning Feng's words, Margaret was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously began to repeat:

"……Dream?"

The moment she heard this word, Ning Feng's ears hummed, like tinnitus.

The world is roaring.

The sleeping giant is about to wake up!

Frowning tightly, Margaret's expression changed rapidly in a short period of time.

But in the end, everything calmed down again.

Margaret did not wake up.

But it's not like nothing has changed...

Ning Feng noticed that his control over the dream had weakened!

"you……"

She still looked weak, but Margaret was completely different in Ning Feng's eyes.

It can no longer interfere easily, and can no longer change at will.

There is no doubt that the owner of the dream is right in front of him.

Shaking her head in a trance, Margaret's consciousness seemed to have a fault, looking at Ning Feng was like seeing a stranger.

Frowning slightly, she kept silent as if she was absorbing mixed memories.

After a while, when Ning Feng was about to make some new attempts, she suddenly said:

"...That's right, this is a training for me."

As if she understood something, she took a deep look at Ning Feng, then shook her head at him:

"You go."

and many more!

Ning Feng wanted to say something more, but his body was squeezed by an invisible force, and he couldn't speak anymore and couldn't take half a step forward.

All he can do is back away.

Now, Ning Feng is no match for the dream master, he only resisted for a while before being defeated.

He is not helpless. If he tries his best, he can win the sovereignty of the world, but that will definitely hurt Margaret.

After hesitating, he chose to give up his resistance and let her drive him into the dreamland.

"........."

Unable to tell what mood he was in, Ning Feng's expression was slightly gloomy, and he followed the force and took steps.

"Let's directly influence it from the outside world later..."

He doesn't intend to give up now.

And just when Ning Feng was about to go to the outside world for another attempt, he heard Margaret's voice.

"And, even if you are real..."

The weak voice stopped Ning Feng's footsteps and made him turn around.

Then, he saw a face that looked a little haggard.

The beautiful face is no longer the fortitude of a soldier, but reveals the pain and sadness that were suppressed before.

"You came too late."

The pain has happened and now...

It's too late.

The heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and Ning Feng felt his cheeks twitch uncontrollably.

Seeing the succubus gentleman with an ugly expression, Margaret's expression returned to calm.

"It's okay, it's not your fault, even if it is..."

Then, she showed her softest smile so far and shook her head:

"I forgive you."

"But... I don't need anyone to save me."

She doesn't want others to save herself.

She resisted this kind of ending.

"Me too, I will never fall!"

There was a violent fluctuation in the dream!

Pieces shattered before Ning Feng's eyes.

……

……

"........."

Ning Feng opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Here is Shireen's bedroom, driven from the world of dreams.

failure.

Ning Feng never thought that he would encounter such a failure.

am I wrong?

Such dreams were absolutely harmful to Margaret, there is no doubt about it.

But why should she refuse?

Am I...

Really doing it wrong?

The soft fingertips gently slid across Ning Feng's frowning brows, gently pinching, trying to soothe his pain.

"what happened?"

The soft voice made Ning Feng realize where he was now.

Knee pillow.

He rested his head on Shireen's soft lap.

Ning Feng's mood calmed down a bit, but there was still unsolvable confusion lingering in his heart.

Without holding back, he looked at Shireen's eyes that entered the water.

"Shirin..."

Gently, Ning Feng asked the doubts that had lingered in his heart for more than half a month:

"What, is it fallen?"