"Stop it! Take your hands off me!" squirming with her current position, trying to get out of his grip. Pounding on his broad back demanding release.

With another laugh, "I am just trying to ease the pain." He said. His stopped ma.s.saging and just keep his hand firmly holding her b.u.t.tocks with a little pressure. Probably a warning that if she continues moving, resisting she will get spanked again.

Curling up her lip in annoyance, "Release me now!" she demanded indignantly hoping loud enough for him to cover his ears, but he just laughed it off again!

She felt him securing his other arm by hugging her thigh, s.h.i.+fting her further to his neck so he can lay his head on her hip. His long hair swaying, giving her the desire to pull it fiercely or just burn it.

"Behave. Your dripping water all over the place." he said reprimanded. As if it's her fault that the dripping water from her dress is now on the marble floor.

Should be good if he can accidentally slide on the marbled floor since it is slippery. She can only glare at his perky behind to vent some frustration.

She already stopped pounding since realizing that her effort is just going to be wasted, no choice but just get comfortable with her position. Knowing this is a dream is an advantage. Asking why the prince is part of it, who will help understand? It's not a good idea to waste time looking for answer.

What a bad dream. At least it's not a nightmare. Not. She still prefers to not encounter unnecessary hurdles that makes her confused.

"This is a dream; will he get mad if I grope his b.u.t.tocks?" Gao Lan Mei subconsciously whispered to herself, then goes against the idea. If he is not wearing an armor, she will also make sure to take a bite. Her fangs are already itching for a fresh meat, despite this being a dream. 'What a very strange situation.' she thought internally.

Laughing loudly, his shoulders shook, "Hahaha! You can try, I do not mind." Which sadly was heard by the man.

Instead of being embarra.s.sed that will normally happen in real life if he is really in front of her, she felt otherwise. "Where are you bringing me." she asked. Deciding to ignore her annoyance and bewilderment with the current flow of events.

"You will see." he said, not giving anything with his tone. For some reason, she can feel the man is on a very good mood. Though she cannot see his face with her current position, she has a feeling that he is grinning at that moment.

His walking pace is so slow, it was deliberately done, he also sometimes scratches his head like a cat purring on her hip, his hand from her b.u.t.tocks sometimes caresses making her ticklish, the feeling is uncomfortable, but was only steadied by his strong arm covered by the armor.

The armor is soft to touch, but st.u.r.dy still. She tried to knock on it earlier and heard him snicker at her probably feeling what she did.

"I am getting dizzy. Put me down.¨ She said helplessly. Partly true, since the blood is already rus.h.i.+ng to her head. For some strange reason, being on her original body should make her capable enough to fight for escape, but that is not the case.