Forced to Date a Big Shot

49: What Did You Dream Of?

The store instantly fell silent.

Half a beat later: "Pfft." Xiang Huai chuckled.

He put down the book and craftiness flashed across his dark brown eyes. "Little kid, what did you dream of?"

Upon hearing the question, Xue Xi found her face burning.

Not only did she touch him in her dream, she even...

For someone who had always been aloof, she was slightly abashed. This was the first time that she hated herself for having an extraordinary memory as she remembered the details of the dream clearly.

She could remember the touch of his abs and... they felt like they were real.

The mist in her eyes burst, and her dark, bright pupils were exposed. She looked at Xiang Huai in a huff and scolded, "Despicable!"

His Little Kid had always been very composed. It was Xiang Huai's second time seeing her getting so worked up. He felt the urge to poke her puffy cheeks. It must feel very good.

However, Little Kid would probably get angrier.

Xiang Huai suppressed the urge to poke it as he leaned back lazily. He laughed and it was unlike the usual chuckle or smile. He really let out laughter, and even his brows were arched. That deep laughter was heart-tickling.

Thereafter, Xue Xi heard him. "It's my fault."

Xue Xi became angrier. Indeed, it was his doing?

Just as she was about to explode, the man explained slowly, "There's a saying that goes, 'What you think about in the day you will dream of it at night.'"

His smile grew wider. "I didn't satisfy you, so you had that kind of dream. It's my fault."

Xue Xi pondered over it for a moment before a question mark was drawn in her mind: "?"

Chh!

The sound of the chair dragging on the floor was heard and Xiang Huai stood up. He was 180 centimeters tall and was taller than she was by a head's length. Walking from behind the counter, he towered over her as he bent down and lowered his head. He whispered into her ear, "I have a great idea that will stop you from having that dream."

Xue Xi became distracted. "What idea?"

The man chuckled once again as he exhaled his breath on her skin. She felt a tickle and heard the man's flirty words. "Let's reenact the scene in your dream in reality."

"..."

Two seconds later, Xue Xi's right leg moved backward while she tightened her right fist and punched his face swiftly, resolutely, and accurately!

Pak!

Although she was swift, she was stopped by the man. He raised his brow. "If I get disfigured, I won't look good in your dreams anymore."

"..."

During this period of time, Xue Xi figured out a method. She noticed that if she treated this man as a lover whom she loved deeply, her heart would not hurt.

For instance, she could not bear to hit him.

Even if she thought about hitting him, her heart would ache.

Therefore, in order to hit him, she needed to succeed through unusual means. She wanted to slap him directly without thinking, but having been stopped by him, it would no longer work.