During the remaining days of the eighth week, Zheng Qing felt as if he were living in a dream, floating rather aimlessly when he walked—-not in a carefree way, but in an uncertain and unrestrained manner.
He couldn't share the secret in his heart with his companions, but he also couldn't completely ignore this heavy burden.
Whenever he closed his eyes, lying in his tent, sleep tugging at him, Su Shijun's incredibly beautiful face would unintentionally surface in his mind, whispering softly something in his ear.
He is Poseidon, and now, Neptune's father.
Theoretically, he is also Su Shijun's husband! —— Heaven help him, deep down, our cost student still thinks he is a boy, not a man!
