Walking over to Qi Fei's bed, Wu Yun observed her familiar sleeping posture. She was sprawled out on her back, not looking the least bit ladylike.
Wu Yun chuckled mischievously. He slid a hand under the covers at the foot of the bed, grasped Qi Fei's left ankle, and used his other hand to gently tickle her fair-skinned sole.
In her sleep, Qi Fei dreamed she was happily out shopping with Wu Yun. Just as she found a top she liked, she took it off the rack and turned to ask him, "Xiaoyunzi, do you—?"
But when she turned, she found herself all alone in the store. Everyone was gone.
Qi Fei instantly grew anxious. She had only taken two steps when she felt a hand emerge from the floor and grab her ankle.
Just as Qi Fei was about to scream, the scene shifted in a flash. She now found herself in a different place, standing in soft earth, the hand still clutching her ankle tightly.
