"Di Xin!"
When Ning Mengyao opened her eyes again,
she couldn't help but stand there in a daze.
Still immersed in last night's dream, she temporarily couldn't distinguish between reality and fantasy.
After all, the dream had been so realistic that she simply couldn't forget it.
Even the typically blurry visions in dreams, she could still recall those details.
Including the clothes she wore and the nine fluffy tails behind her.
Looking again at Lin Fan beside her,
in last night's dream, his build was robust and strong, like a tower.
But his appearance and demeanor had not changed.
If anything was different, it was probably only his gaze.
"This dream is so strange."
After resting a while, Ning Mengyao then rolled out of bed.
But the first thing she did was to turn Lin Fan onto his side.
Then she went into the bathroom to start washing up.
"Grandpa...I'm here to see you!"
Just as Ning Mengyao was tidying up the clothes, prepared to push Lin Fan out in a wheelchair,
