Should it be Xiaojun who just went out? Haha, he is still so young and energetic, but why did he call me a pervert?

Xin Yuntian lowered his head and took a look. Oh no, it turned out to be a pillar holding the sky.

But then he laughed again: "It's just a dream anyway, so it doesn't matter."

He lay back on the bed, laughed twice, held his head in his hands and stared blankly at the ceiling above his head until a mosquito landed on his forehead, and he subconsciously slapped it down.

Snapped!

Hiss~ It hurts so much!

pain?

Xin Yuntian was stunned, why did it hurt? Isn't this a dream?

However, you won’t feel pain in dreams!

Xin Yuntian suddenly trembled violently. Could it be that he was dreaming? But Xiaojun, she, and this house...how could this happen?
Chapter completed!