"Mrs. Jing?" he could hardly believe the person before him was Zhuang Jing.
Could it be that this was not a Black Dragon Dream, but just an ordinary Lucid Dreaming, and Liang Qing, Wang Jiajia, the beautiful young mother, including the Zhuang Jing in front of him, were not the real them?
"What are you thinking about?" Zhuang Jing asked with a smile.
From her eyes, Gu Ran saw not the master psychologist Zhuang Jing but the freshman girl from Beicheng University, Zhuang Jing.
Memories began to slowly surface.
When Yan Hanxiang bullied him, she stood by with "Gone with the Wind," meeting his gaze with the dangerous allure of a Celestial Maiden.
In class, she listened intently, poetic and elegant, her pen would inadvertently rest against her lips, which would dip slightly.
A surge of uncontrollable desire suddenly rose within Gu Ran.
