She then touched the woman's shoulder with her toes, used the momentum to stand up, pulled up her slightly slipped collar, and casually winked at the woman kneeling on the ground.
At the same time, an extremely absurd conjecture flashed through Jiang Cheng's mind.
He desperately wanted to know who owned that somewhat familiar voice...
To confirm his idea, he tried to open his eyes and move the food covering his forehead and eyelids by controlling his facial muscles. But before his efforts could produce any results, the woman kneeling on the ground stood up and walked in front of him.
Then came the crisp sound of cutlery clattering together.
The next moment, the sashimi that had been covering his eyes was removed by the woman with chopsticks.
Bright light and a clear picture returned to Jiang Cheng's eyes. After adjusting for a moment, he hurriedly turned his head to verify whether his guess was correct.
He was struck dumb at first glance.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng's rationality seemed to have been shattered by a heavy hammer, and a chilling, obscure look gradually rose in his pupils, along with endless confusion.
My ears were ringing, and my mind went blank.
Jiang Cheng felt as if all his thinking abilities had been completely rendered useless at this moment.
because……
The two people standing in front of him were several familiar faces.
The woman reclining in the chair, dressed in a red traditional Japanese dress, with a detached, even slightly mocking and sarcastic expression, bore an uncanny resemblance to Ke Bing. Had her expression not been so sarcastic, Jiang Cheng might have blurted out her name.
The woman serving him with chopsticks and a plate was Zhao Xuerou…
She stood beside the wooden table with an indifferent expression and a respectful demeanor, bowing slightly while her eyes were full of utmost deference to Ke Bing.
Zhao Xuerou was also wearing traditional Japanese clothing, but the material and style were rather simple, even less elegant than the wooden hairpin maid who had brought Jiang Cheng here at the beginning. Coupled with her humble and submissive attitude, Jiang Cheng could roughly guess that her status was very low.
This is interesting...
He quickly suppressed the shock in his eyes, but even so, Jiang Cheng's thoughts were still not back on track. He just stared blankly at the exquisite and intricate wood carvings on the ceiling, pondering the current situation.
I thought I wouldn't see Zhao Xuerou for the time being.
result……
And there's also the long-absent Ke Bing...
All of this felt like long needles piercing his brain, making it impossible for him to think clearly.
Ke Bing didn't even glance at Jiang Cheng. She simply took the plate and chopsticks from Zhao Xuerou's hand and slowly opened her cherry-like mouth under the warm yellow light. She sipped the fresh ingredients and even squinted her eyes in satisfaction because of the tender taste.
Time ticked by, second by second.
The awkward atmosphere was eventually broken by Ke Bing.
She slightly raised her eyes, glanced at Jiang Cheng lying on the table, and said in a cold tone, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Jiang Cheng awkwardly turned his head and glanced at her with an emotionless look: "What did you say?"
Ke Bing paused in his movements, then looked up as if he had heard a huge joke, raised one eyebrow, and looked at Jiang Cheng with interest, resting his chin on his hand. After a long while, he said, "Still the same... Hehehe, he has no sense of being a plaything at all."
After uttering these nonsensical words to herself, Ke Bing turned her gaze away again and focused on eating the food on her plate.
Jiang Cheng opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything.
After all, he is now...
The complex emotions in his heart far exceeded the limits of his thinking.
Not to mention that Zhao Xuerou, with whom he had just had a conflict in the previous dream world, was standing in front of him again, and in such an awkward situation, let's talk about Ke Bing...
Jiang Cheng felt awkward no matter who he met.
He was still lying naked on the table, existing as a "container".
Looking at these two equally beautiful faces, yet with completely opposite expressions...
Jiang Cheng swallowed hard.
In the current situation, he always feels like he's doing cosplay, and it's incredibly jarring.
Even though he knew that this was just a dream world, and that these two people were not the Ke Bing and Zhao Xuerou he knew.
Even so, just looking at those two faces made his head feel like it was going to explode...
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