And at that moment, dawn had yet to break.
"This early?"
Li Chenglong had worked late yesterday and was utterly exhausted. He had wanted to sleep a little longer.
"Stop sleeping. Let's go now."
Zuo Xiaoduo certainly wasn't going to say that the little dragon had tormented him for another whole night.
Strangely enough, these past few days, the little dragon had arrived punctually every night-or, more precisely, whenever Zuo Xiaoduo fell asleep-and pestered him.
Play with me...
Zuo Xiaoduo was annoyed beyond endurance!
If he hadn't spent so much time around Li Changming before and developed considerable resistance to dreams, Zuo Xiaoduo really wouldn't have been able to cope.
But things were different now.
Whenever the little dragon arrived, before they had exchanged more than a few words, Zuo Xiaoduo would start muttering, "This is a dream, this is a dream..."
Then he would successfully dispel it.
The little dragon wanted nothing else; it simply pestered Zuo Xiaoduo for Fortune Points. But Zuo Xiaoduo regarded Fortune Points as being as important as his own life. How could he give them away so easily?
Oh, so I work myself to the bone reading people's fortunes to earn a few points, then hand them over to you in my dreams at night?
What have you given me in return?
Nothing at all, okay!
Every time, it went like this.
"Give me that..."
"Then what will you give me?"
"I'm so poor..."
"I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming..."
The little dragon was now utterly miserable too.
Zuo Xiaoduo won't even give me a chance to speak. Every time I open my mouth, he starts going, 'I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming.' I haven't finished talking yet! Every time, all I get out is my opening line, 'I'm so poor,' and then you banish me!
*You won't