Shi Qianxi might or might not have had a nightmare, but Jiang Chen certainly had one.
In the dream, he was tied up in elaborate knots on the bed, while seven or eight muscular Jurassic creatures surrounded the bed, eyes gleaming like a pack of famished wolves ready to feed.
Shi Qianxi stood at the foot of the bed with a sneer, her chin lifted, her charming, melon-seed face filled with familiar haughtiness, like a queen above all else, about to give an order.
"No!"
Jiang Chen abruptly woke up, drenched in sweat, realizing it was just a dream.
He sat up, gasping for air, wiping the sweat from his forehead, when suddenly he sensed that something was off.
He turned his head.
Jiang Chen's unsettled heart skipped a beat.
To his surprise, he saw a woman lying next to him, sound asleep!
She was lying on her side, her black hair obscuring her face, making it difficult to see clearly.
Could it be a dream within a dream?!
