Can you forgive Xiao Wu? Mom, please, don’t leave... don’t!"
The tears were even more fierce. The cold sweat was not only on her palms, but on her hair, now her forehead and nose were also covered with sweat.
How many nightmares are pestering her in her dream? Looking at her like this, he really feels so heartless.
After all, the Leng Hewu he saw was always very strong, cold-blooded, and inhumane.
Now she is just like a 22-year-old, and she is like a broken doll without a slight sharp breath.[
"...Xiao Wu, you are dreaming, wake up quickly, wake up quickly, don't think about it, Xiao Wu!"
Because when she heard her dream, she kept calling herself Xiao Wu, and Hei Yanying knew that these two words should be more or less, so she could comfort her a little.
So he followed, and the two words she shouted in her mouth, and it was quite easy to call Xiao Wu, and he didn't think it had any special meaning.
"No... don't force me, please don't force me, I don't want to kill, don't... Master, I don't want to... No, I'm afraid of blood... Please, I don't want to kill, I don't want to kill..."
Killing? Haha, yes, no one wants to kill. Listening to her yelling like this in her mouth, then it should be her master who taught her to kill and how ruthless she was?
She is still afraid of blood... How did a person who is afraid of blood overcome this obstacle?
Have you learned to kill someone? How much courage does it take?
"Xiao Wu! Don't think about it anymore. Wake up, wake me up quickly, don't think about it anymore!"
Nothing she thought about now was a good thing, so now he had to wake her up, otherwise she would really fall into the abyss of pain and would not get up.
"Leng Hewu, don't think about it anymore. Wake up and wake me up quickly."
Hei Yanying sat on the bed, pulled Leng Hewu into his arms, and then freed up a hand to pinch her.
Leng Hewu, who had been in pain for a long time, finally woke up slowly.
His eyes were filled with bloodshot, and the seductive cherry lips were almost drying at this moment, and his whole face was extremely pale.
After speaking, I realized that the voice at this time began to become a little hoarse.
“…it’s you!”
"I finally woke up. You have a nightmare!"
"Hei Yanying... Why do you want to save me? Why..."
"I didn't save you!"
“Ha, is that right?”[
A sarcastic smile appeared directly on the corner of her lips. Although she found herself leaning in Hei Yanying's arms at this moment, she did not refuse, nor did she have the strength to refuse.
She was exhausted because of the nightmare just now.
"Did you see me appear?"
Her character is strong, at least on the surface, he has always known it, so he will never admit this matter until a certain extent.
"Hei Yanying, don't treat me as a three-year-old child, okay? Ito Yu is yours. I have always known that he is yours since the auction that was under the splash."
"So what?"
“Isn’t it enough to explain the problem?”
"Oh? How do you say it?"
"Hei Yanying!"
"Woman, you just had a nightmare and the sound sounded so bad. I'll take you to take a shower first and make a cup of ginseng tea for you later."