All Zheng Wan's understanding of Cui Wang came from that dream.

She kept looking up at him, not knowing his past, but also roughly skimming his future. The two months in the world were deliberately designed by her. Xuan Cang's fifteenth day was a physical entanglement. There is almost no time for people to sit and talk to each other.

Even if it happens occasionally, it is just a temptation to be true or false to each other.

Therefore, even if such an intimate thing happened with him, Zheng Wan still knew very little about Cui Wang—

At least, she would never have thought that Cui Wang would use the photo-taking stone to record such private...

"You recorded it?"

She asked again.

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