110 Liar

Xi Jian pressed button to open the curtain which covered the entire main bedroom window and then turned off his bedside lamp. His body stretched for a few minutes before finally stop abruptly. Next to him, there was a woman. She lay on her side facing him. Her long hair hung partially over the front, partly scattered behind her. She was sleep peacefully.

Xi Jian reached out to touch her and slowly his smile expanded.

"This is not a dream..."

Xi Jian didn't believe in his own memories. Because sometimes, his memories and reality blend with imagination when it comes to Ling Yue.

Their passionate night was not a dream.