Chapter 68 The Analysis of Xiaodie's Dream

*Snort*

Shen Fu sprayed milk out of his mouth, but thankfully Kao'er dodged in time, and not a drop touched her.

Shen Fu suspected he had heard wrong. "Are you talking about an auxiliary word or a verb?"

Kao'er clasped her hands together, making two clapping sounds.

Shen Fu got it, his old face turning red.

Head lowered, Kao'er wiped the table. "It's you who insisted on asking."

"That doesn't mean you have to be so blunt about it," Shen Fu said, wiping his mouth.

Bai Kao'er said seriously, "I don't think there's anything shameful about it. Clearly, this dream is the work of Xiaodie's subconscious."

Stunned, Shen Fu asked, "You mean Xiaodie can send me dreams this way?"

"Obviously. I'm not close to you. Why would I dream about that?" Bai Kao'er said as a matter of course.

Shen Fu thought: Who knows if you're not thirsting for my body? A lot of bookworms are actually pretty repressed.