Bai Chuwei got up and clicked her tongue at Duan Feihan repeatedly, stretching out her hand to poke him, "No wonder the Dream Master has such a strong sense of self, what dreams are you having?!"
She had been puzzled before why she could easily enter other people's dreams, but Duan Feihan's dreams were particularly hard to get into.
Duan Feihan looked down at her slender and fair fingers poking unceremoniously at his chest, the warmth of her fingertips causing a faint blush to rise on his skin.
Duan Feihan averted his gaze, saying indifferently, "You think too much, I dreamed of you not studying hard."
Bai Chuwei's hand paused, "???"
What? Dreamt about her studying?
Bai Chuwei replied in shock, "Duan Feihan, are you sure you're not sick?"
"To dream of a 'Fairy' like myself, and all you do in your dream is having me study? You don't have any other romantic thoughts? Are you looking down on me?"
He really did fit his persona, a cold and desireless workaholic.
