Wu Menglin wasn't surprised at all by the appearance of Zhao Xuerong.
Instead, she seemed excitedly inviting, asking if Xuerong wanted to join in—if she wanted, Menglin could let her have one.
"You this... you this..." Zhao Xuerong's face turned bright red, not knowing what to say.
She always knew Wu Menglin was quite open-minded, but she didn't expect her to be this open.
"You want both? That's not going to work," Wu Menglin said with a giggling tone.
Then she suddenly appeared right in front of Zhao Xuerong, as if teleporting, and grabbed her hair with a fierce expression, saying, "Stop pretending. I hate this part of you the most, pah."
Saying this, she spat on Zhao Xuerong's face.
Zhao Xuerong's mind raced, and she appeared behind Wu Menglin.
It seemed Menglin didn't expect Xuerong to suddenly vanish and was stunned for a moment. Then the dream began to shake as if it was about to collapse.
