To confirm, Chen Tianlong leaned his body forward, then touched Lin Wushuang's forehead with his hand. It seemed she wasn't having a fever.
"Wushuang, do you remember who I am?" Chen Tianlong asked tentatively.
"Oh please, don't think just because it's a dream that I don't recognize you, you big perv. Even if you turn into ashes, I'd still know it was you." Seeing Chen Tianlong ask like this, Lin Wushuang was even more convinced it was a dream.
Otherwise, how could Chen Tianlong normally ask such a silly question?
"In a dream?"
Chen Tianlong finally understood. Obviously, the girl really thought she was dreaming. But this was the best result; otherwise, with the young lady's temperament, she'd surely explode and might even kill him.
"Haha, it seems we're quite destined, even in a dream, to be taking a bath together," Chen Tianlong said accommodatingly.
