"Did you dream about me?"
Yao Ziyan folded her arms and gave the boss a subtle once-over, asking the question that had been lingering in her mind.
"Hm?"
Luo Chuan made a puzzled sound. He clearly had not expected Yao Ziyan to ask that. Scratching his hair instinctively, he said, "I think... I did."
"What did you dream about?" Yao Ziyan pressed.
"Uh... well..." Luo Chuan's gaze wandered, his words vague.
"Hm?" Yao Ziyan continued waiting for his answer.
"A dream is just a dream. Why are there so many questions?" Luo Chuan seemed unwilling to reveal the dream's specific contents and wanted to end the topic as quickly as possible. "Alright, alright, stop messing around. I'm getting up."
As he spoke, he casually ruffled the girl's hair.
Yao Ziyan blinked lightly a few times. Unlike usual, she did not immediately slap Luo Chuan's hand away. Instead, she hugged his arm to her chest.
The soft warmth against his arm did not make Luo Chuan lose his head. On the contrary, it made him a little more guarded.
This was far too abnormal. Something was off with this girl today.
"Um, I'm getting up." Luo Chuan tried to pull his arm free. Yao Ziyan was holding on tightly, and he failed.
"It's still early." Yao Ziyan smiled sweetly. "Why don't you first tell me exactly what you dreamed about? The specific details."
"You're sure you want to hear it?"
Luo Chuan raised a brow and simply relaxed, enjoying the moment.
He felt as though he had figured out why this girl was acting so strangely.
If he was not mistaken, she was probably jealous—jealous of the version of her in his dream.
Seeing the meaningful look in Luo Chuan's eyes, Yao Ziyan felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something,