Chapter 164: Wet Dream

’No... I’m about to lose control!’

The overwhelming tightness coiled around him like a thousand silk threads. A warm, wet heat enveloped him from all sides, instantly turning Yang Xun’s mind blank.

When he was with other women, be it Sister Mi Ting or Liu Mei, he could easily last for an hour or two.

But with Xu Yue... he couldn’t even last a minute!

’No! Don’t let this happen!’

Yang Xun frantically circulated the Yin Yang Dragon and Phoenix Technique, desperately trying to suppress the surging impulse, but it was completely useless. Xu Yue’s body was like his kryptonite, rendering his Cultivation Technique and all his skills utterly ineffective.

’We just started, how can it be over already?’

’This is so humiliating!’

However, the feeling of a dam breaking was already completely out of his control. It was like a flood bursting through its final levee, utterly unstoppable.

"AHHH!!!"

Yang Xun bolted upright in bed, gasping for breath and drenched in sweat.

Sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains, casting a golden streak across the floor.

He sat on the bed, dazed, staring blankly around the room for a few seconds.

He was the only one in the room.

No Xu Yue.

No black lace nightgown.

Nothing.

Yang Xun lowered his head, lifted the covers, and looked down.

A wet, sticky patch stained his underwear.

"Holy shit!!"

Yang Xun slapped his forehead, his face a mask of exasperation.

So that earth-shattering, electrifying experience... was just a damn wet dream!

He, a mighty Cultivator at the Fourth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm, had a dream and just...

’So fucking humiliating.’

But soon, Yang Xun accepted it.

’It made sense, though. Considering Xu Yue’s personality—always so polite, always keeping her distance—how could she possibly sneak into my room in the middle of the night, dressed like that?’

’And, most importantly, Xu Yue has Vaginismus. She can’t have a normal sex life. How could she suddenly be cured?’

’So it was just a dream.’

’But... it was a really good dream.’

Yang Xun leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes, replaying the dream in his mind: Xu Yue’s exquisite face, her gentle, liquid eyes, and the moment she lowered her head...

’If something like that could happen with Xu Yue in real life, how amazing would that be?’

’But he knew it was impossible.’

’Even if Xu Yue were willing, her body wouldn’t allow it.’

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Just then, a knock came from outside the door.

Yang Xun jolted and instinctively pulled the blanket down to cover the mess.

He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound as normal as possible. "Who is it?"

"It’s me."

Xu Yue’s voice, gentle and calm, came from outside the door. "I’ve made lunch. Do you want to eat?"

Hearing Xu Yue’s voice, Yang Xun felt his cheeks flush.

The images from his dream flashed through his mind again. He quickly shook his head, trying to banish the stray thoughts.

"Alright, I’ll be right out. Just a minute!"

"Okay."

Xu Yue responded, and her footsteps gradually faded away.

Yang Xun grabbed his phone to check the time. It was already 11:40.

"Holy crap, did I really sleep that long?"

His stomach rumbled, and he realized he was starving.

Yang Xun leaped out of bed, peeled off the offending underwear and stuffed it at the very bottom of the laundry hamper, then rushed into the bathroom to quickly wash his face, brush his teeth, and change into a fresh set of clothes.

After getting everything in order, Yang Xun opened his door and went to the dining room.

As soon as he entered the dining room, he saw the table laden with three dishes and a soup: braised pork ribs, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and scrambled eggs with tomato, plus a pot of hot and sour soup. They were all Xu Yue’s signature dishes, and they looked and smelled so delicious it made his mouth water.

Besides Xu Yue, who was in the kitchen scooping rice, Xiaolin was also sitting at the dining table.

Xiaolin had clearly just woken up. She was wearing a set of loose, light-gray pajamas, her hair casually pulled into a bun with a few stray strands falling beside her ears. Her face was completely bare, without a hint of makeup.

Even so, her delicate, oval face was so beautiful it was hard to look away.

Without heavy makeup, her features seemed even more defined. Her eyebrows were perfectly arched, her eyelashes long and curled. Even without eyeliner, her eyes were bright and full of life. Her skin was a healthy tan, so smooth and delicate you couldn’t even see her pores.

Her lips had a natural, faint pink hue; they were full and luscious, gorgeous even without lipstick.

’Have to admit,’ he thought, ’anyone who’s Xu Yue’s best friend is bound to be a looker.’

Upon seeing Xiaolin, Yang Xun feigned surprise. "Oh, Miss Xiao! When did you get here?"

Xiaolin shot him a cold look, her tone indifferent. "Last night."

"Oh, last night!" Yang Xun pulled out a chair and sat down, putting on an apologetic expression. "I’m so sorry. I was exhausted yesterday and went straight to bed when I got back. I didn’t even have a chance to say hello."

"It’s fine."

Xiaolin shook her head slightly, her expression as cold as ever. Her gaze didn’t linger on Yang Xun for more than a second.

She treated him like a complete stranger.

The atmosphere instantly grew awkward.

Fortunately, Xu Yue emerged from the kitchen with bowls of rice just in time. She smiled as she set down the bowls and chopsticks. "Alright, let’s eat. Don’t just stare."

With Xu Yue acting as a buffer, the thin layer of ice between Yang Xun and Xiaolin finally began to thaw.

The three of them sat around the dining table and started eating.

Yang Xun kept to himself during the meal, focusing on his food and not saying much.

He knew Xiaolin didn’t care for him, so there was no point in trying to force a conversation and making a fool of himself.

Meanwhile, Xu Yue and Xiaolin chatted quietly, mostly about work.

"How’s the R&D department progressing lately?"

Xiaolin picked up a piece of pork rib and asked casually.

Xu Yue sighed, a worried look crossing her face. "Not well. We can’t get the new formula’s stability up to standard. The tech team has tried over a dozen solutions, and they’ve all failed. The purification process for the core ingredient is too complex, and there’s no domestic equipment that can handle it. If we have to import it, the cost..."

She trailed off, but from her furrowed brow, it was clear the sum was by no means small.

"How much do you need?" Xiaolin asked, putting down her chopsticks and looking serious.

"At least twenty million for the equipment and raw material procurement," Xu Yue said with a wry smile, shaking her head. "We’ve already invested all the company’s liquid capital. Now we’re stuck between a rock and a hard place. We can’t stop, but we don’t have the money to continue."

Xiaolin fell silent for a few seconds. A flicker of hesitation crossed her bright eyes, but she quickly came to a decision.

"Yueyue, I have some money," Xiaolin said seriously. "It’s about five or six million. I know it’s not much, but if you need it, I can give it to you to get by. You can pay me back whenever. There’s no rush."

"Linlin..." Xu Yue put down her chopsticks, her beautiful eyes filled with emotion as her voice choked up. "Thank you. You’re so good to me."

"What are friends for? Don’t be so formal," Xiaolin said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

Yang Xun listened quietly, a complicated feeling stirring in his chest.

He knew Xu Yue’s company was short on funds. She had been running herself ragged lately, and the pressure had made her lose a noticeable amount of weight.

Although five or six million was not a small amount, it was still far from twenty million.

Thinking of this, an idea sparked in Yang Xun’s mind.

’I still have that black card from the Zhou Family!’

’Although I was planning to save that card to pay for my sister’s medicinal herbs, if I can help Xu Yue solve her funding problem... with her personality, she’d definitely pay me back many times over once her product launches and starts making money.’

’Besides, the card has a ten million limit. Even if I withdrew it all, it wouldn’t be that useful in the short term. The rare herbs needed to refine the Celestial Spirit Pill can’t just be bought with money; you need connections and channels.’

’It makes more sense to invest in Xu Yue’s cosmetics company first. Once the company gets big, neither money nor connections will be an issue.’

Having reasoned this out, Yang Xun hesitated for a moment, then reached for his pocket.

However, the moment his fingers slipped inside, the color drained from his face...