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Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 170: Tomorrow Is the Day the Blood Curse Strikes!
Lu Family Mansion.
Lu Jihan was not sleeping well and vaguely had a dream.
In the dream, Song Yinyin was wearing a white dress, her seaweed-like long hair spread gently, like seaweed, over his shoulders.
She reached out her slender fingers, caressing his cheek, his eyebrows, mouth, and nose, as if playing.
He couldn’t help but capture her small hand, pulling her into his embrace.
Strangely, she didn’t resist him like she usually would, instead she burrowed deeper into his embrace.
She giggled, her voice was very pleasant to hear, he rarely saw her smile at him like that, making him ever more entranced, unable to control the urge to get closer to her...
But the good times didn’t last long, she suddenly twisted painfully, her small face frowning, large beads of cold sweat emerged from her forehead.
Soon after, she began to cough up blood...
"No—"
The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, startled, sitting up on the bed. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Looking around with open eyes, there was no one beside him, it turned out he was just having a nightmare.
How could there be such a bizarre nightmare?
Lu Jihan couldn’t help but curse under his breath, raising his hand to rub his temples, damn it, what on earth was wrong with him...
He exhaled a breath of frustration, turned his head, and saw no one beside him, only a faint lingering fragrance.
He had a feeling of temporal dislocation, fleetingly thinking, was the scene of her crying in his arms last night just a dream?
Accidentally glancing at the nightstand, he noticed a sticky note.
He picked it up and saw a line of delicate handwriting: [Thank you for last night.]
So it was not a dream...
Lu Jihan let out a light breath, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a faint, attractive smile.
But, why did he just have such a strange nightmare?
Could it imply that Song Yinyin would be in danger?
And the danger she faces, is it related to him?
Or, is it because of the Blood Curse Poison?!
His temples throbbed violently, he massaged his temples, barely managing to suppress the pain.
He got up and went to the wardrobe, took out a shirt and trousers to put on.
Just as he was about to raise his hand to take down the jacket, suddenly, an uncontrollable stabbing pain radiated from his body to every limb.
Instinctively, he reached out to support himself on something, unexpectedly knocking over a glass ornament.
Clang—
Immediately, a sharp, piercing sound rang out, the expensive glass decoration shattered to pieces.
Butler Rong, hearing the sound, quickly went upstairs and opened the door.
As he entered, he saw Lu Jihan’s shirt half open, his body seemingly weightless, leaning against the wardrobe.
He looked in pain, hands gripping tightly onto the wardrobe panel.
Gasping for breath while gritting his teeth, enduring a wave of pain stronger than the last within his body.
Looking closer, veins bulged on his forehead, beads of sweat clearly visible on his forehead, his eyes blood-red, instantly engorged, looking terrifying...
This familiar scene shocked Butler Rong.
"Young Master, you are... Quick! Quick, lie down on the bed!"
Suddenly, he realized something.
Without saying much, Butler Rong immediately reached out to support Lu Jihan’s body, helping him to the bedside to lie down.
Lu Jihan closed his eyes, waiting for the unbearable pain to pass.
Butler Rong didn’t ask much, nor dared to touch him.
Because he knew, the reason Lu Jihan had this reaction was because—tomorrow is the full moon night, and his Blood Curse Poison is about to flare up!







