C120 Guard

I trembled as I carried a basin of water to wash my feet. Luo Sha was sitting on a chair, her face had a pleased yet mocking expression, listening to her say: Guard, why are you being so slow? Come and wash my feet.

I jumped out of bed. The steamed bun's face was covered in cold sweat. He thought to himself, "Very good, this is just a dream."

After sitting on the bed for a while