Zhuang Jing looked at Gu Ran.
"...Your figure isn't bad, I want to touch and see." Gu Ran lowered his head.
Zhuang Jing still watched him, but her expression was contemplative, obviously thinking.
After three or four seconds, she came back to her senses and said, "What kind of dream are you having?"
Without waiting for Gu Ran to reply, she continued, "Never mind, there's no point in talking at length about it, let's put the dream aside for now. Have you read any books on mind-reading techniques?"
"I have," Gu Ran replied.
He no longer 'seriously' watched Zhuang Jing, and of course, he didn't know what she was thinking.
"How many?"
