Could it be that she talked in her sleep, revealing the scenes from her dream?
Suddenly, she felt a bit of anxious unease, biting her lip with a peculiar expression on her face, she cautiously tested the waters, "Um, Young Master, when I was asleep just now, I didn't talk in my sleep or do anything weird, did I?"
Matthew Saxon curled his lips, staring at her oddly expressive little face for a while, then suddenly gave a meaningful smile, "You didn't talk in your sleep, but you did take quite a bit of advantage of me. I didn't expect that despite your usual insistence on keeping your distance, you're actually saying one thing and meaning another."
Scarlett Yates was at a loss for words, stammering, "I, I…"
It was like she was stuck on repeat, uttering the word 'I' over and over without managing to say anything more.
Matthew's eyes briefly flashed a keen light as he leaned his flawless face closer, "I what, hmm?"
