"Why did you dream about me?"
Xia Liu asked with a bright smile directed at Guo Man.
"Mmm, it wasn't good, can you promise me not to go out? I don't want to cultivate anymore."
Guo Man approached and hugged Xia Liu, her alluring face buried in his chest, her tearful voice evoking pity.
Xia Liu gently stroked Guo Man's long hair, whispering comfort in her ear, "Silly girl, don't you know that dreams are opposite? If you dreamt of me being bad, then I'll be even better, isn't it magical?"
"Really? Why do I feel like you're deceiving me."
"Stop imagining things, I'll definitely make you cultivate like the other girls."
"I, uh uh uh..."
Just when Guo Man wanted to say something, Xia Liu quickly blocked her red lips.
All sound was silenced in the throat.
Nobody knows how long it passed, a burst of laughter reached their ears, and Guo Man immediately pushed Xia Liu away.
Although breathing was a bit difficult, she didn't show it too clearly.
"La la la, I didn't see anything."
