"Teacher Jiang..."
The girl's voice trembled and was somewhat choked up.
In such circumstances, the person mentioned in dream talk must be the one she missed most at this moment, the one she wanted to rely on the most, the one she wanted to run to.
However—
Teacher Jiang?
Si Yuheng was somewhat puzzled.
Calling out for daddy, mommy, or even brother, those he could understand.
But why—Teacher Jiang? What the hell?
Was this chick's boyfriend?
Huh, I didn't see that coming. She's into a teacher-student romance.
The girl continued to mutter Teacher Jiang's name in her dreams.
Suddenly, Si Yuheng grew impatient, his palm slipped, covering her mouth to silence her.
...
Liang Anya woke up at dawn.
The muscular arm around her waist was unquestionably that of a man.
