Leah was shocked that Ernest would actually usher her an order. Her big eyes flickered as she looked at Ernest. She couldn't help but laugh.
"Ernest, are you shy? It's not a big deal. This is a normal physical reaction. I won't tease you, there's nothing to be shy about."
Although he said she wouldn't make fun of him, Leah's mouth had already cracked into a smile, revealing her neat pearly teeth.
Ernest glanced at her and felt a little dazzled by her perfectly aligned teeth. He let out a small sigh and said helplessly, "If you want to laugh, go ahead laugh. You don't have to hold it in like that."
"I don't want to laugh, I just want to know what this kind of dream feels like?" Leah blinked and looked at Ernest. "Who was the female lead in your dream? Can you tell me?"
Hearing this, Ernest's eyes suddenly became sharp. His eyes bore into Leah's. It would be too embarrassing if he were to tell Leah.
He could only reply quickly, "There was no female lead."
"What are you talking about? How can there not be some sort of female lead? You wouldn't have dreamed of it if there wasn't a girl at the center of it. I've interrogated a few boys and all of them have confirmed that there is a girl in their dreams. You're trying to fool me because I'm a girl, aren't you?"
Ernest frowned and asked, "You've interrogated people about this? Who did you interrogate? Hogan?"
Ernest's tone became sharper and Leah shrugged her shoulders. "I never asked him anything. How could I ask him anything? I put up the question online and many men answered them. What's wrong with that?"
Ernest breathed a sigh of relief but also felt powerless at the same time. Leah was a really surprising person, there was always something to be unexpected when it came to her.
Just like now, she kept asking a barrage of questions, catching Ernest unprepared. His shock aside, he was left with appreciating how cute and bold she was.
"Just tell me about it, Ernest. Was the girl in your dream beautiful?"
Ernest stared into Leah's eyes and said word by word, "Alright, I'll tell you, there was a girl in my dream and she was pretty, okay? But I couldn't see her face clearly."
"See? I told you there was a girl. You lied to me just now." Leah laughed coyly. "You were afraid I'd make fun of you, weren't you?"
With an embarrassed smile, Ernest looked at her with a playful look. If she continued asking, he might as well tell her that the girl who appeared in his dream was her.
He wanted to see how she would take it.
But Leah stopped asking questions. Some of the ones she had asked were more or less the same. If she continued to ask, it would probably make the air awkward.
She glanced at Ernest and smiled as if she understood the meaning behind the look in his eyes.
Ernest let out a sigh of relief when she stopped asking about his dream.
Who knew that Leah would say, "Continue washing your clothes thoroughly then. Hang them on my balcony after you're done, they'll dry soon. Oh, by the way, are you wearing a pair of boxers right now? Nothing's empty there, right?"
Ernest was speechless like before and looked at Leah in embarrassment.
Leah smiled and turned around to leave when she said one last thing, "I guess it's not easy being a guy. I thought women had to suffer through menstruation cycles, but it turns out men have their own set of problems too. Haha, what a wonderful world."
Ernest looked at her retreating back and sighed, thinking about how she could really get people's heart racing.
Fortunately, Leah stopped asking any further questions, otherwise, his embarrassment would have increases tenfold.
When Leah returned to her room, she covered his face with her palms and gave her own face a light pat. She heaved out a sigh of relief. What an overwhelming situation! She asked so many tactless questions just now. She never thought she would see that side of Ernest.
After knowing Ernest's secrets, she felt like the connection between them grew closer.
Leah felt like there was an ambiguous feeling between her and Ernest that felt just right. If it went a little overboard, things might have gotten slippery, but had it fall short, they wouldn't have been as flirty as they were.
She thought of how Ernest reacted just now and felt like he might have been irritated.
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