C230 The Anger of an Ant

"Are you really alright, Wu Ya?" Yao Lan brought a fan over and fanned Wu Ya as she asked.

"I'm fine. I... I just dreamt about the Ghost Monkey... Wu Ya looked at the sky. The sun had not even come out yet. Wu Ya laid down again and hugged Yao Lan's small waist. He said, "Go back to sleep..."

Yao Lan held Wu Ya's strong arm and slowly rubbed it." Wu Ya, I think you were too tired these days