Shen Li's solemn attitude caught Shen Xingchen's gaze as she sized him up from head to toe. Only then did she put on her shoes and saunter off to the bathroom.
Last night, she dreamed of Shen Li.
She dreamed that, in the middle of the night, she went to mess around with Shen Li, and he didn't push her away. He couldn't resist either.
She dreamed that they kissed, the kiss lasting a very, very long time.
She dreamed that when she finally began to take off Shen Li's clothes, she suddenly woke up.
She had already felt it. She had planned, in her dream, to pounce on Shen Li, only for a perfectly good erotic dream to end halfway through.
So, upon waking up earlier, she had bluntly told Shen Li that she was missing a man.
She just hadn't made it clear that it was him specifically she missed.
For some reason, her instincts told her that she could fool around with Shen Li, and he wouldn't push her away—he wouldn't reject her anymore.
