Chapter 172: Whose "Psychological Shadow" Is That?

At night, Gu Ran had another dream.

During the day, the brief moment when He Qingyan inhaled in the office had stimulated him profoundly—it was its intensity that made it brief.

Alone in the bedroom, just before falling asleep, he lay on the bed inevitably letting his thoughts wander, slipping into dreams after dozing off.

He diligently remembered Zhuang Jing's teachings, using the [Curved Handle Crozier] in his dream to search for [Paradise in Rage].

But it wasn't a [Black Dragon Dream]; as soon as he fell asleep, he found himself sitting in the office with He Qingyan, dressed in white, kneeling between his legs.

Her romantically curly black hair was within reach.

"..." Gu Ran was at a loss for words.

It was not just speechlessness; he was also incapable of speaking.