Xu Su was silent for a moment before speaking somewhat unnaturally, "It was because of a dream."
The moment the words left her mouth, Xu Su realized how ridiculously fake the explanation sounded. If she hadn't experienced it herself, who would ever believe it?
But Zhou Mochen acted as if he didn't notice. He reached out to stroke Xu Su's loose, long hair and kissed the top of her head. His tone was perfectly calm. "That sounds interesting. Go on."
"....." With her understanding of Zhou Mochen, spanning two lifetimes, Xu Su could guarantee he was in a terrible mood. He definitely thought she was spinning a tale to deceive him...
...Whether he believed her or not, there was nothing she could do. The arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be loosed.
