Wu Yang

Feng Mei backed a little bit away from Zhao Luo as she was freaked out.

'What kind of dream was Brother having, that he started asking for water while dreaming and slapping Brother Yan's mhmm...'

Feng Mei was curious.

She thought that Zhao Luo was a pure person but she was surprised.

"Why did you touch my xxx?"

Yan blurted out without realizing it. 

Even though she acted like this and even slapped the innocent sleeping Zhao Luo, she had mixed feelings in her heart. She couldn't dent that she enjoyed it, a bit.

Zhao Luo who had just woken up with a burning cheek was faced with extreme reactions from Feng Mei and Yan.

As he heard Yan's question, his eyes fell on his hand that was reaching out towards Yan's back.

'Shit, These hands.'

Zhao Luo cursed and blamed his hands.