Ou Lan was utterly baffled, why did Master Xiao collapse after just one kiss in her dream?
Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't be like this; could he be sick?
Damnit, you're sick, yet you still forcefully marry and seize, victimizing an innocent girl...
Thinking this, she pinched the tender flesh at his waist... pinched it hard...
"Hmm." Master Xiao let out a muffled grunt of pain, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, unable to imagine that this little wildcat would suddenly turn on him.
"Ah!" Like a thief caught red-handed, Ou Lan was startled and quickly withdrew her hand, rolled over, and burrowed into the covers, enveloping her head too.
Even though she believed she was dreaming, her heart was still pounding like thunder; Zhan Moxiao was a wolf in sheep's clothing in the real world, and still a wolf in her dreams.
Master Xiao clenched his teeth and glared at the trembling little woman, wishing he could hang her up and implement domestic discipline right then and there.
