Chapter 1389 Love Is in the Air

"Water?" Dalton's gaze shifted downward, his eyes settling on Wynter's long hair. His voice was alluring and low. "Why are your ears red when you just want to get a drink?" Wynter's fingers paused in midair. "It's hot." "Hot?" Dalton raised an eyebrow. "It's 70°F. How is that hot?" Wynter considered snapping at him for his incessant questioning. She wanted to tell him that it was all his fault for doing all that stuff in her dreams and making her overthink. After all, his striking appearance didn't excuse his behavior nor the bondage she had experienced in her dream. Yet, she couldn't be entirely sure if it was actually Dalton in her dream. Even if it was, it would be a remnant of their past life. As a cultivator, Wynter understood the implications of frequent dreams. Still, she chose to set these aside. After all, she never believed that the past dictated their current relationship's dynamics. At the very least, Dalton wouldn't do something like locking her up with chains as he