Goodbye, major, I'm going to climb the wall tonight

Bo sijin reached out to cover his head. He lowered his head and cursed, his already pale face turning even paler.

How could he have such a dream?

When his mind cleared up a little, he looked up again and saw the same scene.

It was a woman's back.

She sat in front of the dressing table, her dark green hair falling down like a waterfall, soft and beautiful.

She was holding a comb in her hand and was combing her hair slowly. Her movements were very slow, but there was an indescribable elegance to them. Her fingers were white and slender, as beautiful as Jade carvings.

Bo sijin was speechless!

If it happened again, he would definitely have a heart attack.

His dark eyes were fixed on the woman not far away, and when she slowly turned her head ...

Bo sijin held his breath. He clenched his fists unconsciously and his heart was in his throat.

How could it be the same as the scene in her dream?

The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became.