Miss Yun is a clever person; she wouldn't do anything foolish, like leaving Xu Chang'an.
So she just had a simple dream, without thinking much, knowing that life must go on as usual.
Living for a long time inevitably leads to dreaming about long-past events, and emotional fluctuations are completely normal.
But as Yun Qian was preparing to settle her emotions, in her astonished expression, a young man's hands slipped under her arms and suddenly hugged her from behind.
Then, moving downwards, his hands tightly held onto her waist.
"What are you doing?" Yun Qian's eyes were as cold as usual, her speech indifferent, but... in front of the exceedingly understanding Xu Chang'an, these emotions were completely useless.
She really liked it.
Xu Chang'an only saw those four words.
At this moment, her blood was rushing faster, and the warmth, breath, and sound of a heartbeat behind her shattered the fragmentary thoughts that were like a dream, and Yun Qian's gaze stabilized a lot.
