The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 157 Dream Talk
Nightmare woke up at dawn the next day.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't slept so well for a long time. She stretched out and felt extremely comfortable.

only……

There was a slight tingling sensation on her lips. She got up and walked to the mirror to check, and found an obvious bite mark and broken skin on it.

What's happening here? !

Nightmare is a little messy.

She changed her clothes, washed herself with cold water in the tub, and then walked outside. Seeing Zorosius still sitting at the table outside reading, she walked up to him suspiciously.

"Wake up." Zorosius put down the book and raised his eyes to look at her.

"You..." Yan Shang hesitated, "Did you go inside last night?"

"What?" Zorosius pretended to be puzzled and answered without blushing or heartbeat, "What happened to Shang'er last night?"

"Oh, no." Nightmare said disapprovingly: "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that a big dog suddenly rushed up and bit me. The dream was so real that I thought a dog really ran in last night. .”

Zorosius choked.

……dog? !
Is this little girl scolding him in a roundabout way?

Yesterday I called him old, and today I called him a dog. Wouldn't he be able to go to heaven tomorrow? !

You should really be taught a lesson!

Looking at Zorosius's unclear eyes, Nightmare suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, feeling that something was very wrong with him today.

No, no, he had the same look last night.It's just that I went to bed at that time and didn't continue to think about it. Now it seems...

Yan Shang coughed lightly and poured a cup of tea that had already cooled down.Tea was traded from Eastern merchants and was very precious.A remote town like this couldn't afford good ones, so they had to use shoddy ones.The brewed tea is not only bland in taste, but also bitter. With the cool temperature, it can only be tasted in the mouth, and it cannot be said to be delicious.

However, Yan Shang did not dislike it. He took a sip and asked, "You have been looking at me. Do you have anything to say to me? About the Demon Party or the Church?"

After waiting for a moment, Zorosius twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Shang'er talked a lot in his sleep last night. I could hear it outside."

Yan Shang's hand holding the tea cup froze.

daydream?

Why didn't she know that she still had the habit of talking in her sleep?
Yan Shang thought about it carefully.

She didn't dream last night, but slept until dawn.The dream about a dog biting him was actually a lie to Zorosius, just to test him.

Since she didn't think about anything last night, even if she was talking in her sleep, it should be... just something insignificant, right?
"What did I say?" Yan Shang took another sip of tea as if to cover up.

"It's nothing." Zorosius replied slowly: "Shang'er said I was old and called me a dog."

Yan Shang almost spit out a sip of tea.

? ? ? ! ! !
She looked at Zorosius in disbelief, but Zorosius asked: "So it seems that Shang'er has a strong opinion against me?"

"I, I..." Although Yan Shang did complain about his age in his heart, it was only once and he quickly forgot about it.Why are you talking in your sleep?Fortunately, by chance, the real owner heard it?
As for...the dog, I'm even more confused.

The conscience of heaven and earth, apart from what she suddenly wanted to say just now, she had never scolded Zorosius in normal life. How could she say this in a dream?
"You heard wrong. There is no way I would say such a thing." She simply refused to admit it.

"Oh?" Zorosius didn't buy it, "So Shang'er hasn't answered me yet, am I old or not?"

(End of this chapter)