Fang Xiyan: "..." At least I left a bouquet for her! It's better to put a vase...
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Perhaps she was tired of walking around, Fang Xiyan slept well until dawn all night. The only drawback was that she heard the conditioned reflex when she listened to the opera, and the singing voice of the female actor Yiyi who was also a performer in her dream.
In the hazy state, she seemed to be swaying her sleeves and singing, but she actually sang "Cowherd and Weaver Girl". She was the Weaver Girl and was captured by the heavenly soldiers and generals. The Cowherd behind her was wearing a cowhide and picked it up.
Two baskets were chasing behind. As they chased Fang Xiyan, they suddenly found that the cowhide on the cowherd turned blood red, and the face of a young farmer who was originally honest and honest suddenly became stunning.
He smiled evilly at her and sang in a fancy voice: "Madam, do you really not be a husband? Even if you don't want to be a husband, don't you want children?"
Then a baby face popped out from a basket he picked, looking like a left-behind child: "Mom, do you want to be a god?!" In an instant, she had goose bumps and woke up.
When I woke up, my heart was beating so fiercely. I couldn't help but rub my eyebrows. My dream was really creative. I could not help but integrate her deep doubts with the scenes I watched during the day. After this, she...
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"Awakening?" A voice suddenly sounded, which scared her. She subconsciously followed the sound and was slightly stunned.
Feng Xiaoxun sat in a big red robe at the table not far away. The morning light penetrated from the window, jumping on his eyelashes between his hair. His fair and jade-like skin seemed to have a thin morning light, making people
Can't remove your eyes...
When did he come? She didn't notice it at all!
Fang Xiyan's heart thumped, and subconsciously looked at her body, and her clothes were all properly worn...
"Don't worry, I won't touch you without your consent." Feng Xiaoxun spoke coldly, and in one sentence, he pointed out her worries.
Fang Xiyan was a little embarrassed, but she also breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good if Lord Demon Lord remembers your words."
Feng Xiaoxun's face was slightly dark. Her defense towards him was really heavy! He was a little disappointed. He thought that after a day of date yesterday, her attitude towards him would be a little different -
As people are disappointed more often, their ability to resist strikes will be enhanced.
His eyes flashed slightly, his body moved, and he came to Fang Xiyan's bed, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on her forehead: "What nightmare are you having? Look at your sweat."
His sudden approaching made Fang Xiyan stiffen, and the fragrance of tea and flowers in his sleeves made her heart jump happily.