Yang Yumo was thinking deeply. After a long while, he asked: "Feiyi, how long have you been like this? He meets you in dreams from time to time, is that true?"
Staring at me, Yang Yumo seemed a little nervous about my answer.
"You didn't come to me some time ago. As for how long this situation lasted, it's strange to say. When I was sleeping, I always felt that someone would harass me, but I didn't know if that person was also Mu Yiqing. If it was him, this time
It's been a long time. Besides, if he's dead, why are you still harassing me?" It seems that since Qianyun Valley, there are always people who are scornful of me in my dreams.
Wasn't it at that time that I met Mu Yiqing?
After hearing what I said, Yang Yumo's face turned extremely ugly.
After a long while, he asked in a deep voice: "Did he do anything excessive to you in the dream?"
"Uh, it's okay." I felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at Yang Yumo.
"Tell me the truth, what did he do to you?" Yang Yumo asked me loudly and suddenly.
"No, it's nothing. Why are you yelling at me so loudly? Isn't it just a dream?" I looked at Yang Yumo with my eyes wide open, wondering what was wrong with him talking so loudly to me.
"He held your hand?" Yang Yumo asked directly, "Tell me the truth!"
I hesitated a little, but finally nodded. Holding hands, is it a yes?
"He kissed your face?" he asked again.
"It seems to be there." These things were clearly there, I just succumbed to Yang Yumo's lustful power.
"Did he kiss you here?" Yang Yumo pointed at my lips, and the words came out from between his teeth.
"Uh, probably, I don't remember clearly..." I hesitated, not daring to look at Yang Yumo.
Isn't it just a dream? Although the dream is somewhat real. But many times, I don't remember the situation in the dream. I only know that Mu Yiqing appeared. But recently, I can still clearly remember the situation in the dream after waking up, but
That's just a dream.
"How can you, a woman, be so confused? Do you know, you..." Yang Yumo yelled, then hesitated in frustration.
"What, what's wrong? Yumo, am I suffering from some terminal illness, so I dream about him from time to time, and he comes to summon me to the underworld?" I asked with some uncertainty.
"It's nothing. You can sleep a little longer and I'll avoid you." Yang Yumo walked out with a sullen face and said nothing to me.