1398 Liuxi, am I dreaming of you again?

“Don’t put it that way. That sounds awful. They’re in a proper relationship.” Yan Su stared hard at him. Her face was blushed pink, and she looked as if she was flirting with him, she looked extremely seductive.

“True.” Mo Liuxi couldn’t help but cups her cheeks tightly and kiss her. “Touch my chest will you? I was taken advantage of last night. Some heavy trauma and PTSD are going on.”

Yan Su giggled a little and stroked his chest casually. Before long, she had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep.

Mo Liuxi looked at her face as she slept; he wondered what she was thinking about. Her lips were curled upward, and she had a sweet smile on her face.

He was feeling so much in one go. After tonight, he was sure he was falling in love with her all over again but was he ready to accept her child?

Oy, forget about it. All he could do was to ignore these things. She told him she loved him. If it was true, was it possible that she had gotten pregnant before the two of them got into a relationship? So she never betrayed him, and her feelings for him were real as well.

Yan Su, am I right?

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

It was as if someone had just passed electricity through his brain, Mo Liuxi’s heart was tight, and he felt breathless. He finally opened his mouth in disbelief when he saw how groggy she looked, “Do you always dream of me?”

“Yeah.” she rubbed her eyes, and after a while, it seemed as though she finally woke up.”I’m not dreaming right now?” she asked.

“No, you’re not.” Mo Liuxi’s voice was shaking. “Yan Su, were you pretending to be still asleep when you said that just now? You were just bluffing me, right?”

“Yeah, I was just groggy. Got you.” Yan Su would never admit she couldn’t tell apart reality from her dreams.

It was so embarrassing.

It would be admitting that she dreamed of him all the time.

Yan Su climbed out of bed and tried to run to the bathroom.

Mo Liuxi grabbed her from behind, and he looked determined. “You’re not bluffing me…you do dream of me often. What do you dream about?”

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Yan Su’s back was pressed against his naked chest. Her pretty brows were knitted tightly together. “I dream of your nasty, foul mouth, all the nasty things that you would say. It’s extremely unpleasant.”