"Bastard, son of a bitch, salted duck egg, scrambled egg... utterly shameless, taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, completely devoid of face..." This was not the first time Lan Qinghuan had experienced such a sensation. Earlier in her sleep, she had also felt that strange anomaly there, and had even mentally mocked herself harshly for her own shamelessness.
That incident with Di Lienze had been out of desperation, yet also of her own free will. Later, feeling that something wasn't quite right, she had subconsciously convinced herself that the person was Xiye.
This in itself was wrong, yet why would such a bizarre sensation still appear in her dreams?
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