"And?"
Zhou Ze asked as he drank his coffee.
Xu Qinglang was also listening by the side. Hmm, it's quite interesting to listen to a late-night story.
As for nervousness and fear…
Not to mention Xu Qinglang, even the old Daoist priest beside him was not scared at all.
In the old language,
It was just a scare.
I spent all day with a ghost and a zombie.
Have I ever been afraid?
Have I ever been a coward?
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid.
I just…
From the heart.
"What else?" The young man was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "Also, I woke up from the shock. So, it was just a dream. However, this dream seemed real. Hehe."
After the young man finished, he yawned and picked up the novel that he had taken from the bookshelf to read. As if he had seen something interesting, he started to laugh.
What an innocent child.
She thought that she was just having a dream.
