Salted Fish Enters a Dream (Second Update)

Chapter 166

That night was a pitfall at every turn—every guess hit the mark. Before Jiang Hansheng fell asleep, he kept feeling as though he was lying not in a bed, but in a pit, while someone continuously buried him in dirt.

That left him thoroughly unconvinced. He immediately shook the dirt off himself and pressed down on this lump of still-warm soil. But the dirt actually wriggled. Good heavens, what the hell was this? So he used both hands and feet to clamp the thing that resembled a lump of Chinese mitosis fungus tightly into his arms. Only then did it finally stop moving, and Jiang Hansheng fell soundly asleep.

In his dream, he was docking Yang Xuan's pay. Yang Xuan clung to his leg and refused to let go, saying, "I didn't know you didn't read BL. Don't you like Li Wenchuan? I thought you read... boohoohoo..."

"I..." Jiang Hansheng was at a loss for words.

"Don't you like him?" Yang Xuan continued to cry.

After getting caught up in that question, his previously groggy mind grew increasingly clear. When he opened his eyes, daylight had already quietly slipped into the room.

So it was morning already. Jiang Hansheng wanted to reach for his phone, but something was pressing down on his hand, leaving it unable to move. He shifted his other hand. Hm? What was under his hand? It was strangely soft...

He turned his head and met a pair of sleepy eyes head-on.

Jiang Hansheng froze. Only then did he realize the problem with his position—Li Wenchuan was tucked into his arms like a body pillow, circled by his arms above and locked in place by his legs below. He hurriedly withdrew his hands and feet, only to discover that his entire left arm was still