The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]

The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]
Chapter 880: Nightmares (2)


Moreover, he used all his strength to wrestle on his arm while continuing to rub his body.


Huang Yueli could clearly sense that under the man's body, his body was experiencing a clear increase in temperature.


The sleeping Li Moying frowned and her breathing became faster, as if she was about to wake up…


Huang Yueli became anxious and suddenly using force, she managed to release Li Moying's arm to the side!


"Wu-!" Li Moying dissatisfiedly rubbed her head against the pillow as her eyelids began to move.


Huang Yueli flipped over and got off the bed, while turning around anxiously to look at his expression.


Fortunately, Li Moying was sleeping soundly today and she did not even wake up despite the commotion.


He hurriedly turned around and ran out of the room, not even bothering to put on his shoes!


Huang Yueli ran to the next room to finish the call of nature and as she was on her way back, she was met with trouble again.


Earlier when he came out, he had painstakingly managed to straddle Li Moying's body. If he went back to sleep now, wouldn't that mean he had to straddle his body once more?


His lips twitched as his heart filled with melancholy!


Seriously, it was a troublesome thing to have a man in the room! If he had known about this before, he would never have agreed to Li Moying's request! He decided that tomorrow morning, he would tell this person that he regretted his decision and did not allow him to continue staying here! If he dared to casually enter again, he would set up a large pile of mechanisms in the bedroom and bury them alive!


Huang Yueli silently clenched her fists, thinking that her idea was too great.


But before he could enter the room, from afar, he heard a sharp "Prang" sound coming from the room!


Huang Yueli became empty and hurriedly ran back to the bedroom.


Upon entering the room, occasional groans sounded from the bed.


Huang Yueli quickly flicked her finger and all the oil lamps in the room lit up at the same time.


On the large bed, Li Moying's forehead wrinkled tightly and her pale face showed a painful expression. His forehead was drenched in sweat as he continued to roll around on the bed but ended up not opening his eyes.


Near the bedside table was a porcelain vase that had fallen to the ground and turned into pieces. Perhaps it was swept to the ground as Li Moying involuntarily rolled around on the bed.


Huang Yueli ran to the bedside and saw her face flushed red as her heart was filled with terror.


How did it become like this? When he left early, this man was still sleeping like a pig and no matter how he wasted it, he did not react at all. But now he had just left for less than a quarter of an hour, so why would he…


Huang Yueli put her hand on her face as she patted gently.


“Li Moying, wake up! What happened to you?!"


However, not only did Li Moying not wake up, she also threw her hand aside while muttering indistinctly, “NOT——-Do not, it is dangerous! Don't go!”


“Do not go?” Huang Yueli blinked, “Li Moying, you are having a nightmare! Do not be afraid, get up and you will be fine!”


He stretched Li Moying's body and massaged her to calm her down, hoping to calm her down, but her chest still moved up and down in agitation, as if she was entangled by the deepest and most terrifying nightmare, she said, unable to escape.


Huang Yueli hesitated, not knowing if she should make him wake up.


He heard that if one were to forcibly awaken someone with Soul Detachment Disease when the symptoms appeared, it would cause a second damage to their psyche and possibly deepen their illness.


But if he did not wake him up, seeing Li Moying in this way made Huang Yueli's heart very sick…


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