"I really have zero resistance against gorgeous men with eight-packs."
Jimmie didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Then you don't need to resist," Jimmie said, a smirk on his face. "Luella, you do like me, right?"
"So what?" Luella giggled foolishly. "I just made a mistake that every woman in the world makes... falling for a handsome guy."
"I knew it." The corners of Jimmie's mouth lifted, his heart leaping with joy.
"No, I must be dreaming." Luella shook her head, asserting confidently, "Jimmie is in Eclara City. How could he possibly be in Stellara Country?"
That's right.
She was definitely dreaming.
And since it was a dream, doing whatever she wanted wouldn't have any consequences, right?
She wanted to kiss Jimmie.
With that thought, Luella grew incredibly bold, pouting her lips as she leaned toward Jimmie.
Jimmie frowned, freezing in place, a look of distaste flashing across his face.
She had just thrown up.
"Are you disgusted by me?" Seeing his reaction, Luella frowned in displeasure. "Even in my own dream, I'm going to let you push me around? Don't move!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Luella forcefully grabbed Jimmie's face and kissed him again.
Jimmie didn't move, letting her get close.
The next second—
The person who had just so confidently declared she wanted to kiss him suddenly let her head loll sideways and collapsed against his chest.
She was fast asleep.
Jimmie let out a sigh of relief, helplessly picking her up and placing her on the bed.
After all that tossing around, her clothes were filthy.
Looking at the sleeping figure, Jimmie hesitated for a long time before deciding to take off her jacket.
They were both guys, and it was just a jacket. It shouldn't be a big deal, right?
Convincing himself, Jimmie leaned over and gently unbuttoned Luella's jacket.
It was the middle of summer, so she wasn't wearing much.
Once the thin shirt jacket was off, a piece of white material was exposed underneath.
It was a wide band of fabric, resembling a chest binder.
He had been in the entertainment industry for years; he had seen everything.
Weren't binders something only women wore?
Was he seeing things?

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