Drunken Dream Guy

What do you do when the man of your dreams suddenly appears at your doorstep in the middle of the night? For one oblivious girl, the answer becomes clear when her crush shows up with hazy, drunken eyes, cutely calling her his "wifey." He is as irresistible as a cuddly Samoyed, and when he repeats his adorable late-night routine the very next evening, she simply cannot turn him away. But there is a twist to this reserved yet passionate man: he is actually allergic to alcohol.

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Chapter 2

I fed him.

But it wasn't for my own selfish reasons!

He's the one who asked me to feed him!

I can vouch for myself!

"Yummy."

He grinned, his smile sweet.

I was a little speechless. Was one bite of instant noodles really that satisfying?

I glanced at the package. Hmm, Braised Beef Flavor. I'll have to buy a case to keep at home later!

Poor me, I'd been starving for half the day. I finally had a mouthful of something hot, and Zane Thorne ended up eating most of it.

I finished the last remaining mouthful of noodles, took a couple sips of broth, and silently chanted to myself twice: 'You're full, you're full.'

"Why haven't you left yet?"

After washing the dishes, I came out to find Zane Thorne sprawled shamelessly on my couch, watching my TV. He even flashed me a smile.

"You're back!"

His long lashes fluttered, and the starlight in his eyes twinkled.

I took two deep breaths.

'I can't be seduced by his good looks!'

"It's time to go home."

I reminded him for the second time.

His face was full of pleading, his eyes welling up with tears as he gazed at me.

I hadn't even done anything, yet I felt like I'd committed some terrible crime.

Fine. I'd told him twice already. I couldn't just keep trying to kick him out, could I?

The fitness routine video was still playing on the TV, and my other soul began to dance gracefully.

I decided to ignore him. He could do whatever he wanted. My soul needed its workout!

But I couldn't focus—

His dark, glistening eyes were fixed on me, unblinking.

It was such a direct and open gaze that I couldn't ignore it even if I wanted to.

I stiffly turned my head to look at him, forcing a smile. "Zane Thorne, is something wrong? You keep staring at me."

"You're pretty."

Zane Thorne tilted his head, lying down next to me.

A blush spread across his fair face, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was pure and pleasant.

'This... is just too cute!'

A wicked thought popped into my head.

I reached out and gently pinched his cheek.

'So soft, so smooth... it feels so good!'

Just as I was worrying he might snap out of it and curse me out for being a pervert, something I never would have dreamed of happened.

First, he had a look of pure enjoyment on his face, then he immediately took my hand and placed it on his head.

"Pat my head."

Me: !!!

To be honest, I'd had this idea for a while—I'm no Sir Galahad, able to resist temptation. When such a handsome man serves himself up on a platter, how could I not take advantage?

I just didn't expect him to provide the excuse for me.

'You're the one who said it!'

My conscience clear, I ruffled his hair. Watching him squint like a little wolf cub, rubbing his head insistently against my hand... I let go of my worries and "ravaged" him to my heart's content.

He seemed to think just getting his head patted wasn't enough, so he leaned directly on my shoulder, bit his lip, and murmured, "Pat me."

I now have definite and reasonable grounds to suspect that Zane Thorne has been swapped out by aliens!

In the middle of the night, once he was fast asleep, I finally got the key from his bag and sent this little ancestor home.

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7.1

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9.3

I Stole My Brother’s Destiny

9.3

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7.8

Shadows of the Moon Bond: Sold to the Alpha Don's Fated Rejection

7.8

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8.3

Surrogate For The Cursed Alpha

8.3

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8.9

The CEO's Fake Wife And Secret Triplets

8.9

Seraphina, a broke single mother of triplets, snuck into a billionaire's charity gala just for the free food, desperate to fund her daughter's urgent heart surgery. But her genius five-year-old son secretly hacked the gala's raffle system, thrusting them directly under the spotlight. The untouchable billionaire host, Donovan Vance, froze when he saw the star-shaped birthmark on her wrist—the exact same mark from a dark hotel room five years ago. Cornered, Seraphina was forced into a five-million-dollar marriage contract to appease Donovan's dying father and secure his corporate empire. She swallowed her pride, took the money to save her daughter, and moved into the penthouse. But Donovan's obsessive childhood friend, Gwendolyn, immediately targeted her. She humiliated Seraphina for her poverty and violently grabbed her in the foyer. "I dare you to get a DNA test. When the world finds out they're not his, he'll throw you into the street himself!" Gwendolyn's vicious threat made Seraphina's blood run cold. She was suffocating in sheer panic. She didn't even know if Donovan was actually the father. If a test proved he wasn't, she would be destroyed, and her daughter would lose her only lifeline. But to her absolute horror, Donovan's father overheard the threat and ordered a legally binding paternity test that very day to permanently silence all doubts. With the medical team arriving and nowhere left to run, the terrifying secret Seraphina had buried for five years was about to be dragged into the light.

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