Short story
Lin Zheng had a strange dream.
In the dream, a man whose face could not be seen clearly often pushed his head towards her chest, and the hot breath he exhaled almost burned her earlobes.
The man hugged her and said, "Wife, can you give me pocket money? I will pay you as much as I work hard at night, and I will get 20 yuan at a time."
On the first of every month, the man regularly sends money to her card, and there are irregular transfers during this period, and then he asks her for pocket money every day.
Lin Zheng is also well-informed. She belongs to the cannon fodder department under the mission bureau.
But this was the first time she encountered such a situation, and the intimacy between the two in the dream made her blush.
When the dream was about to end, the moonlight shone in through the window.
The man was breathing heavily, but his eyes were staring at her.
Seeing Lin Zheng's stunned expression, he kissed the corner of her mouth and said, "What's wrong? Did I serve you poorly? Then I'll study more."
Lin Zheng's legs went weak and she was speechless.
She closed her eyes in pain. Isn't this man the target of her mission? How will she face him after waking up from the dream?
Fortunately, the mission was almost over. Before leaving, Lin Zheng asked her partner to perform a play.
The man's expression was gloomy and he only said, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
That night, Lin Zheng dreamed of him again.
Intention: What is yours is ultimately yours
