Feng Bailing had a dream.
In the dream, it was that night when she had drunk alcohol and was carried into a room in a daze.
A man walked in.
In the night, the man's pupils turned blood red.
The man ripped her clothes, and when he entered, she felt a tearing pain in her body.
She wanted to push him away but was utterly powerless, the man's body burning hot; and when she opened her eyes again, the man had turned into a purple gold giant dragon.
"Feng Bailing, you stole my child, return my child to me."
The purple gold giant dragon, with eyes red, opened its dragon maw and swallowed her whole.
It was already dawning.
Feng Bailing suddenly woke up and turned around, stunned.
She stared at her own hands and feet, her mood spelled out by a huge "awkward."
How could they be so bold; her hand ungracefully hung around Dugu Wu's neck, and as for her legs, they were even worse, wrapped around Dugu Wu's waist like vines, with half of her body pressing on top of Dugu Wu.
