Perhaps because the scorching heat from his body was too intense, Er’er leaned against him for a while, felt uncomfortable, and turned over to face the other side.

Li Ye glanced at her from the corner of his eye and snorted disdainfully, but secretly, he suppressed the flame within his body.

So after a moment, she rolled back toward him, her slender arm draped over his body. She innocently nuzzled her chin against his shoulder, her delicate legs entwining with his, her entire body pressing against him.

The dark look in his eyes intensified. Li Ye lowered his head, unconsciously wanting to move closer to her, but he stopped when he was an inch away from her forehead.

What kind of behavior was this? He frowned.

It was beneath his dignity.

His eyes scanned downward, his gaze sweeping over her snow-frost eyebrows, eyes, and straight nose. Li Ye’s throat moved several times as he earnestly admonished himself that to achieve greatness, one must not be burdened by emotion and desire. She wasn’t some extraordinarily rare being. If he endured a bit longer, perhaps this was just a momentary delus—

—ion.

Before he could finish the last word in his thoughts, the person beside him suddenly tilted her head up.

…

…

Having buried her face in his shoulder for so long, her cheeks had turned slightly red from the lack of air. As she tilted her head up to breathe, her brows instantly relaxed.

However, as luck would have it, this angle also happened to bring her directly before him.

Without thinking, Li Ye lowered his gaze and bent his head down.

This time she moved first, even if in her sleep… so it wouldn’t count as him losing his dignity.

For mortals, a kiss was the most intimate act, but for immortals? Immortals didn’t care about such things. Following one’s natural inclinations was following nature itself. He wasn’t being improper; he just couldn’t resist at that moment.

Well, he hadn’t tried to resist either. When had he, Li Ye, ever needed to be so cautious in his actions?

While his mind frantically searched for excuses, his physical actions were straightforward. Li Ye reached out, pulled her head closer, and kissed her without mercy.

Er’er’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

She was dreaming.

In her dream, flowers were blooming everywhere, and she and Li Ye were walking on a flower-lined path. But Li Ye walked too quickly, and no matter how she called out, he wouldn’t stop.

In a fit of annoyance, Er’er’s courage grew as big as a house, and she directly caught up to him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him.

After all, it was just a dream, so with the attitude that only a fool would pass up a good opportunity, Er’er kissed him happily and even secretly sucked a bit of divine fire from him.

However, why didn’t the Supreme Deity push her away? Not only did he not push her away, but he picked her up and pressed her into a bed of flowers.

Shameful, so shameful! Er’er silently scolded herself. How could she mistreat the Supreme Deity just because it was a dream? The Supreme Deity was someone who had cut off all emotions and desires. How could he be so… so impulsive as she imagined?

Hey, he was even squeezing her waist!

This imagination was truly sinful. Er’er severely despised herself.

Then happily rolled over and pinned the Supreme Deity beneath her.

“Since the first time I saw you, I’ve wanted to say this.” Her index finger traced his eyebrows and eyes, and Er’er admiringly kissed his face. “You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.”

In the dream, the Supreme Deity’s gaze was particularly aggressive, looking at her deeply and solemnly, snorting from his nose: “Oh?”

“How many men have you seen?”

Well, that would be many. Er’er lay down and nuzzled her head in the crook of his neck, comfortably muttering: “When I was fourteen, my imperial father pointed out a family to me. The young master of that family was the most handsome in all of Sheng Jing, with red lips and white teeth. I went with my maid to secretly look at him. When he turned around under the plum tree—wow, he was even more beautiful than the flowers.”

“But later, when I started cultivating and saw my senior brother, I realized that ordinary mortals couldn’t compare in appearance with immortals. Senior brother’s appearance was dignified, with a righteousness and firmness that mortals don’t possess, as if no difficulty could defeat him.”

“And then later, I saw you.”

Her fingers twirled a circle with his hair, and Er’er sighed: “If you weren’t so fierce, you’d be more handsome than ten of them combined.”

“…”

Feeling inexplicably displeased, Li Ye pushed her head away: “You’ve seen quite a lot.”

Sticking back to him like chewing gum, Er’er reached out to hug his neck: “I told you not to be so fierce.”

“What if I am fierce?” he asked.

Ah, why was he so arrogant even in her dream? Er’er pouted and pinched his face hard: “In my dream, I’m the boss. If you keep being fierce, I’ll replace you with someone else.”

The air around them suddenly chilled.

Er’er trembled. The instinct of small animals for danger made her scalp tighten, and she subconsciously wanted to leave him.

However, Li Ye moved quickly, swiftly grabbing her waist and biting her lips.

“Ouch—” Er’er cried out in pain, struggling to hit him, but as she moved, she suddenly came to her senses.

The flowers and spring breeze of the dream disappeared, and the surroundings reverted to the inn’s scene. She opened her eyes, her gaze moving upward to meet Li Ye’s pupils.

His misty pupils were clear and cold, mixed with anger and a hint of passion, fiercely pinning her down.

Er’er was stunned, lowering her eyes to look down.

She was lying on top of him, and she was kissing him.

With goosebumps all over her body, Er’er suddenly wanted to move away.

“Who do you want to replace me with?” Li Ye pressed the back of her head, giving her no chance to escape, squeezing out these words between their rubbing lips and teeth.

Her heart immediately skipped a beat.

“Hmm—”

“Hmm?” he squeezed her waist in displeasure.

“…”

Could someone tell her what was going on? Er’er’s face turned pale. What kind of crime was it to take liberties with a Supreme Deity? Was her level of cultivation enough to withstand divine punishment? She was dreaming just now, how did she wake up and actually—

Moreover, why didn’t the Supreme Deity push her away? If not pushing her away wasn’t enough, why was he holding? Her! Tighter!

She stared wide-eyed, pushing his chest, shaking her head desperately.

The person in front of her finally released her, his face gloomy, showing no trace of passion.

Breathing hastily twice, Er’er retreated in panic, creating half a foot of distance, her eyes darting around: “I’m, I’m sorry…”

Li Ye snorted with laughter: “What is there to be sorry about? The you in dreams is the most real you.”

Real enough to dare say she would replace him even while kissing him.

Er’er hurriedly waved her hands: “I’m not usually so bold, you… Please don’t take today seriously. In the future, I’ll sleep in a separate bed.”

She was even guarding against him now?

Li Ye was extremely unhappy, his gaze dark as a quiet night: “In your mortal realm, can people who have kissed simply dismiss it as nothing?”

“Certainly not,” Er’er laughed dryly, nervously rubbing her hands. “But you’re an immortal.”

“I’m a very rule-abiding immortal.” He sat up, placed a soft pillow behind him, and said lazily, “This matter must follow the rules.”

“…”

These words were truly shameless.

Anyone else might follow rules, but when had he, Li Ye, ever placed even half a rule in his eyes!