"Dreaming, dreaming... must be dreaming..." Qin Hongmei got up and sat on the bed, her eyes vacant. Suddenly recalling something, she reached out to touch herself, realizing her clothes were intact. Instantly, she breathed a huge sigh of relief.
"Really dreaming... scared me to death, what kind of dream was that..." Qin Hongmei frowned, her face flushed. At over fifty years old, she was embarrassed to even dream of such things!
She glanced at the time, realizing it was already late. She hurriedly got up from the bed, ready to have breakfast.
"Jinfeng, that deadbeat didn't call me. It's so late now, only calling me after finishing eating, right!" Qin Hongmei cursed Bai Jinfeng while putting on shoes.
Arriving in the outer room and finding no one around, she lifted the pot lid, discovering only the bottom layer of porridge was left.
