Zhang Jinghui had a dream, a very long dream. She dreamed that it was raining outside, and it was getting heavier and heavier. Soon the rainwater gathered in the canyon and rushed down the mountain. She wanted to get up and escape, but her head was confused and her limbs were confused.

I couldn't move, I couldn't open my eyes. Slowly, the rainwater reached my tent, and soon my body was flooded. I tried my best to raise my head and breathe, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was about to flood me. I wanted to

He screamed for help, but no sound came out.

Using all her strength, Zhang Jinghui opened her eyes. Suddenly, colorful lights appeared in the distant sky. The dazzling light shone on Zhang Jinghui's eyes. Zhang Jinghui squinted and saw a cloud of seven colors slowly approaching her. Zhang Jinghui was very surprised.

I was confused, it was raining outside, how could there be clouds? Some of them should be dark clouds. I saw seven-colored clouds slowly getting bigger and staying above my head.

Every woman has a dream of a prince and princess, whether she is an ugly girl or a beautiful girl, including the great beauty Zhang Jinghui.

I saw a handsome young man in white clothes, riding a white horse approaching me. Well, this is what the whole world has unified. Princes are all wearing boring white clothes and riding white horses. But the times are progressing, and white clothes and white horses have become

Some are lagging behind. White clothes are still white, but they have been replaced by tight-fitting ones, such as Li Jincheng's. Horses have also been eliminated. Only the poor losers still ride horses. The rich and handsome people have already driven cars. Of course, they are still boring.

of white.

I guess Zhang Jinghui has also read too many romance novels, and modern people are still dreaming of the ancients.

The prince in white jumped off his horse, waved his big hand, and said in his mouth: "In this land, the most spiritual spirit of the gods ascends to the sky and reaches the earth. It goes out of the netherworld and into the underworld. It is for me to protect the Qin Dynasty and cannot stay. On the day of meritorious service, it will be written in the book of names."

clear."

After reading, he waved his sleeves and the tent fell apart in an instant, but it did not hurt Zhang Jinghui at all. Zhang Jinghui secretly exclaimed, could this be the legendary Taoist chaotic energy? It turns out that his prince charming is still a Taoist. It doesn't matter, Taoist priests can also marry

Wife's.

I saw the prince in white walking towards me. As the prince in white walked towards me, the surrounding river water quickly parted to both sides. When the prince in white walked by, it returned to its original state.

The prince in white clothes wearing a bamboo hat approached him and hugged him gently. The prince in white clothes had very white exposed skin, his fingers were slender, and his nails were neatly decorated. Well, the prince in white clothes was still very concerned about his personal image.

people.

He picked up Zhang Jinghui and stood like this. It was still raining around him. He saw the prince in white chanting a mantra, "All living beings have many grievances. The grievances are so deep that it is difficult to untie them. The grievances are made in one life, and the retribution will not stop in three lives. I will pass on the wonderful method to resolve all the grievances."

Enemies, if you hear them recited and listened with your heart, your enemies will disperse and perish."

After reading, a blank area of ​​​​rainwater appeared where the two of them were standing, as if there were invisible barriers around them, blocking the erosion of rainwater.

Zhang Jinghui looked at the prince in white, her heart filled with admiration and the excitement of a girl's first taste of love. Although she only saw a piece of bamboo hat, Zhang Jinghui fell in love with the charming curve of her chin and fell deeply in love with this hero who saved the beauty.

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The prince in white clothes smiled and said: "My dear, I'm here." The prince in white clothes raised his head, showing his whole face, and stared at Zhang Jinghui with his big bright eyes.

"It's you" Zhang Jinghui was shocked.

"It's me," the prince in white smiled slightly.

"Why is it you?" Zhang Jinghui couldn't understand.

"Why can't it be me?" The prince in white was even more confused.

Um, okay, this prince in white looks too ordinary and has no characteristics. The most important thing is that he is not handsome and has a bad smile on his lips. Yes, the prince in white is none other than Wang Fushu.

Wang Bu Shou looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, pouted his lips, and said excitedly and emotionally: "My dear, let the gods witness our true kiss."

Seeing the lips slowly approaching her, Zhang Jinghui felt frightened and slapped Wang Busheng on the face, "The true feelings of ghosts."

People also wake up quickly.

Just feeling a drop of water fall on her face, Zhang Jinghui opened her eyes. Fortunately, everything was a dream. But when Zhang Jinghui opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a chest. Well, it was also wearing white clothes, but it wasn't

That kind of pure white is the kind of white that appears after clothes have been washed many times and faded, and also contains many impurities of other colors.

A drop of water fell again, fell on his face, and then flowed to his chest.

Zhang Jinghui looked up in the direction of the dripping water. The first thing that came into her eyes was the same evil smile she had seen in her dream. The water droplets were flowing from the mouth. Looking up again, she saw the same disgusting smile that appeared in her dream.

big face.

Zhang Jinghui was a little distracted. Didn't she sleep in the tent? How could she be lying in the boy's arms? Could it be that she hadn't woken up yet? So she closed her eyes and opened them again after a while. It was still the same, the same chest.

, clothes, that evil smile, that annoying face.

Suddenly, Zhang Jinghui finally understood that this was not a dream, everything was real. Suddenly, Zhang Jinghui felt that her chest was being held by a big hand, which was warm, and the palm of the hand was exerting force regularly. Looking down, Zhang Jinghui was shocked.

I was bullied and slapped Wang Busheng on the face, just like in a dream.

Zhang Jinghui dreams, Wang Shi will also dream. What Zhang Jinghui dreams about is her Prince Charming. After all, at that age, whether it is thousands of years ago or thousands of years later, Zhang Jinghui is also an older leftover girl, but Wang Budies is still graceful.

Zhengmao, the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning is the golden age of life. The pursuit is naturally more practical and down-to-earth. What Wang Busheng dreamed of was a table of delicious food, including roasted suckling pig, roasted leg of lamb, and roasted lamb.

Chicken, well, Wang Bu Shei is a carnivorous animal. There are so many things that make Wang Bu Shei's mouth water non-stop. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is flying down three thousand feet. I grabbed a chicken leg and feasted on it. After eating the chicken leg, I wanted to catch it.

The roasted suckling pig in front seemed to be alive. The pig stood up and stepped back. Wang Bushi grabbed the pig's hooves and held it hard. It was quite soft, so Wang Bushi squeezed it a few more times. There was a bad taste in his mouth.

Laughing: "I still want to escape."

"Pah!" The pig's hooves kicked him hard in the face. Wang Bushit couldn't avoid it and was kicked by the pig's hooves.

"Pa" Wang Busheng was awakened, and there was burning pain on his face.

Wang Busui opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the same breasts as Zhang Jinghui, but what Wang Busheng saw were bulging ones. And his hands were still covering them.

Wang Busui immediately understood what had happened. It turned out that he had become a gangster in his dream, and what he grabbed was not the pig's trotters, but the beautiful woman's chest.

Wang Busui is very aggrieved. It is not illegal to kill someone with a mental illness. He just touched you in his sleep and you hit him. How unreasonable.

Seeing that Wang Busui was awake but unresponsive, he was still holding himself, and his big hand showed no sign of being taken away. Zhang Jinghui said angrily: "Don't let me go yet."

When Wang Bu died, he quickly let go in order to prove that he was not a gangster.

Although Zhang Jinghui asked Wang Busui to let go of her, Zhang Jinghui did not expect that Wang Bushit would be so direct, without even saying hello, and just let go of herself, her body instinctively supporting the ground with her hands.

Zhang Jinghui only felt that her hand touched an object. She pinched it hard, and it seemed that the cylinder could be transformed into various shapes. Suddenly, Zhang Jinghui's mind went blank. Although Zhang Jinghui had never experienced anything between men and women, she was always curious. Neighboring countries

The goddess also secretly watches some of the videos, so she naturally knows what she is touching.

After letting go of Zhang Jinghui, Wang Bushi felt someone suddenly hold him down, and there were bursts of pain. After a while, the hand applied force again, and the result was even more pain. Wang Bushi screamed in pain.

Zhang Jinghui finally understood and hurriedly let go, then fell into Wang Busheng's arms again.

Wang Bushit was not prepared, so he moved forward and almost kissed Zhang Jinghui's face. Fortunately, Wang Bushit was a gentleman and did not bother to do things that took advantage of others.

With another slap, Zhang Jinghui hit Wang Busheng's face, and her voice became much louder: "Rogue."

Two slaps and two curses, as long as they were not dead, they would be woken up. Qian Duoduo and Qian Qian Duoduo also woke up.

Qian Duoduo opened his eyes with a confused look on his face, looked at the two people hugging each other opposite, and asked, "What happened?"

As if he suddenly realized something, he opened his eyes wide and asked in disbelief: "Sister Jinghui, when did you two get along?"

Qian Duoduo also woke up and explained to Zhang Jinghui: "Little sister, don't talk nonsense", and then told what happened last night. Of course, the story about being stabbed in the back was automatically ignored, but Qian Duoduo was also very

It's interesting enough to describe Wang Busui as a great hero, how to save everyone, how to duel with Li's cousins, fight for three thousand rounds, and use his last breath to fight off the bad guys when his physical strength is exhausted, and then it starts to rain again.

Heavy rains, rising river water, and how to save everyone to their own nest in the tree.

After listening, Qian Duoduo said angrily: "I have long seen that they do not look like good people. I never expected that they could do such a despicable thing as giving that kind of medicine. They are simply beasts."

Zhang Jinghui immediately understood after hearing this. No wonder she was confused last night. She was lying in the tent and fell asleep so quickly. It turned out that someone was causing trouble. She was also secretly frightened. Fortunately, she was saved by Wang Busheng, otherwise her innocence would not be guaranteed.

Everyone was immersed in the speech about more money, but the focus of Wang Busi's attention was not more money, but Zhang Jinghui on himself. Originally, Zhang Jinghui was wearing casual sportswear, but she took off her coat because she was sleeping.

Wearing only the shirt underneath, after a whole night of fiddling with the shirt last night, and several big movements this morning, Wang Busui finally opened two buttons as he wished, and through the gap in the collar, Wang Busei could finally see

The scenery in the shirt.

Zhang Jinghui still takes precautions. She never wears pajamas when camping at night, and she always wears a bra to sleep. Although it will affect her growth, she can still do without growing in her size. This also makes her encounter some special problems.

The situation can be dealt with immediately instead of rushing to get dressed.

Wang Busheng lowered his head and recited the meditation mantra silently: "If your heart is as clear as ice, you will not be shocked when the sky falls! Everything is still changing, and your spirit is calm and peaceful! The void is peaceful and there is nothing! Nothing can create each other, and it is difficult to complement each other! The identity and the Forgetting things is the same as nirvana! The sky and the earth are boundless, and all things are unified! Flying flowers and falling leaves, as open-minded as a valley! Only after all kinds of worries can I let go of my mind! I raise my brows, and the spiritual platform is quiet! There is no worry in the heart, no attachment in the mind! Clear the mind and release the spirit, There is no soul! The water flows without fear, and the clouds are too late to care! If you are single-minded and don’t have unnecessary things, you will be free in the past and present!"

It's just that the physical expression is the most realistic. Wang Busheng's eyes can't be separated no matter what. The visual impact is really too great.

Through the movement of his body with each breath, Wang Bushi's unpolluted eyes would always see something he wanted to see.

Finally, Wang Bu Shou couldn't bear it anymore and had a nosebleed. Wang Bu Shou hurriedly recited the meditation mantra silently in his heart. If the reaction was too big, it would be very embarrassing. It was summer and everyone was wearing very thin clothes.

Zhang Jinghui felt a warm drop on her chest, one drop, two drops. When she looked down, she saw bright red blood. Zhang Jinghui hurriedly looked up and saw blood coming out of Wang Bushit's nostrils.

Wang Busui sucked hard, but Zhang Jinghui's attraction was too great, and the blood still flowed down drop by drop. Zhang Jinghui sat up, paid attention this time, and pressed his hand on an open space.

Zhang Jinghui thought it was her two slaps. She had never hit anyone before, so she didn't know what the effect would be.

Apologize hastily: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Wang BuSi was stunned. Although the sound of the two slaps was quite loud, to be honest, it was no different from mosquito bites. After all, Wang BuSi was quite thick-skinned. Okay, this is a beautiful lie. Wang BuSi smiled slightly: "It's okay. I ate it last night. Too much".
Chapter completed!