Ning Shu was stunned, her face flushed, she could hardly believe that such a voice came from her own mouth.She reached out, pushing against the man's solid and hard chest, and said, "Your Highness is...A pair of hands, with thin calluses, covered me.

Ning Shu couldn't help but raise her head and saw the man's peerlessly handsome face, his expression still a little dazed. The big hand wiped the wetness from his face, Bai Li Mo frowned slightly: "What nightmare did you have You even cried."

He lowered his long, narrow eyes and sneered, "How can you be like a woman, crying over a dream"

Ning Shu didn't speak, he was immersed in that dream, unable to wake up.

That helplessness and sadness, they were all too real.

"Liling, I think I had a dream...."

Lingling asked, "Host, what did you dream about You were crying so hard."

Ning Shu told of all the scenes from her dream.

"Ling Ling said in surprise, "It's probably something Bai Li Mo experienced when he was a child. The host might have empathized with him, which is why they had such a dream."

The man's brow furrowed, his eyes heavy as he asked, "What dream did you have"

Ying'er's heart skipped a beat. < >

I just feel something is off. Is the prince perhaps a little too attached to Shadow Seven He's never treated any of us, not even... like this before.ntion this scripture to the melancholy!She didn't care about those things, Huamo's goal wasn't to be a top player on the leaderboard. She joined several guilds and met Wujiu by chance.No one knows how...