Get Out

"I know." She tried to figure it out. "Just like I missed you."

Ji Shiting chuckled, "I'll still dream of you. Will you?"

She immediately nodded and said, "I will. Sometimes, I only realize that my face is covered in tears after I wake up… I dreamed of you, but I don't remember it after I woke up."

Ji Shiting took a deep breath, put her hand to his lips and bit her fingertip. "Guess what I dreamed about you?"

"What?" She asked.

"I dreamed about how you looked like after I was done with you.." He smiled. "Are you the same?"

Ye Shengge's eyes widened. "I'm not…"

"Didn't you say you didn't remember? How did you know?" The man said patiently as he lifted her bathrobe.

"No… I'm crying."

"You were so comfortable in your dream that you cried."

"You…" Her chest heaved." Ji Shiting, you… You're being a hooligan again. "

"Mm." The man looked at her body, and his voice was hoarse. "I'm only being a hooligan to you."