Chiang Xiao wanted to say it was too cheesy.
What do you mean thinking till you die?
No, what's this about life and death?
We need to speak properly.
In the dream, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, pulled him down, and kissed his lips.
Hmm, she was too proactive...
When she woke up, she touched her face and found it actually a bit warm.
Chiang Xiao hurriedly got out of bed and rushed to wash her face with cold water.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she still seemed to have a face full of spring, so she quickly slapped her face lightly.
"Chiang Xiao, aren't you ashamed? Having such a dream!"
Chiang Xiao pointed at herself in the mirror with disdain.
But she couldn't help subconsciously thinking, does Tyrant Meng also have such dreams?
It seemed more likely for him to have such dreams, after all, he's usually the one who acts more, what's the word, like a starved person.
