Ye Ling kept silent for a long time. He then reached out his hands to wipe her tears away. Shen Qianshu only felt that there was a sudden warmth on her face. She could not help but be confused. Did warmth feel so surreal even when in a dream? His body was warm, his breath was warm, and his hands were also warm.
Master, are you a human, or a ghost?
"I'm not bullying you," Ye Ling said. His voice, however, had no warmth to it at all. "I'm just warning you."
Trying to see his features clearly, Shen Qianshu widened her eyes. However, in her dream, his features were extremely blurry and unclear. "What's the difference between warning and bullying?"
"Master, don't be this fierce to me," Shen Qianshu said.
Ye Ling stared at her intently and said, "Remember my words. If you don't remember, next time…"
