At first Red Sun was frowning, however, as he listened, he started to concentrate too.
He talked for about half an hour and Zhao Yao smacked his dry lips together. "Okay, the amount that I have told you is 20 days worth of stories. I can't think of anything more."
Wheatley: "You have to continue tomorrow."
"Don't worry, when did I stop?" Zhao Yao asked. "Where do I learn the skills?"
"In a dream." Wheatley jumped down and ran towards the bed in her bedroom. "Hurry up and sleep and I will bring you to that dream!"
Red Sun looked at Zhao Yao who was walking towards the bedroom and warned him, "Be careful, don't try to do anything weird and don't try to overstep any boundaries. I will be watching."
Zhao Yao rolled his eyes. What could he possibly do? The relationship between him and Wheatley was so pure. It was Red Sun's thinking that was weird.
