Muxue's face was burning hot.
This was the deepest secret in her heart, something that even Youyou hadn't been told.
This matter was known only to herself.
For her, a woman dreaming every night about making love with a man whose face she couldn't see, it was extremely embarrassing.
But now, it had been pointed out directly by a man she had just met, leaving her with an indescribable complexity in her heart.
Ziyang had now thoroughly seen through not just her body but her heart as well; to this man, she felt transparent.
At that moment, Muxue still held her hands in front of her, but had the feeling that she couldn't cover up enough no matter what she did.
"I indeed have... have erotic dreams every night."
Muxue's voice was so low she could barely hear herself.
It was hard to imagine that the usually decisive Muxue now looked so timid.
