In the early morning, Ximen Lang sat up violently and yelled at the ceiling.
His face was pale and he was covered in sweat, as if he had been caught in the rain.
Leng on the side was also awakened by Ximen Lang's movements. He looked at Ximen Lang who suddenly sat up, held Ximen Lang's shoulders, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked.
"Alang, what's going on?"
Feeling the sweat on his hands, he checked Ximen Lang's condition again.
"Having a nightmare?"
Ximenlang grabbed Leng's little hand with his backhand and said.
"Impossible, how is this possible?"
Leng was puzzled.
"What happened? What's impossible? What nightmare did you have?"
Ximen Lang opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.
Last night's dream was so embarrassing that he was ashamed to speak!
What could he say? That he had been trained by the silly goddess all night?
Not to mention Leng's reaction, he himself couldn't accept it.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Seeing that Ximen Lang gradually calmed down, Leng felt relieved.
Although she was also curious about what kind of dream it was that could frighten Ximen Lang like this. But since Ximen Lang didn't tell her, she wouldn't ask further questions.
Patted Ximen Lang on the back.
"Since everything's okay, let's get up. Go take a shower, you're covered in stinky sweat."
"oh."
On the other side, unlike Ximen Lang's reaction, Goddess Hanhan was extremely happy here.
Even in her sleep, the silly goddess can still laugh out loud.
As for the scumbag Ximen Lang, she had long disliked him.
As the majestic Lord God of Lieyang, I humbly invited him several times, and even promised to make him the prince of Lieyang!
Not only did he disagree, he even dared to say such bastard things as scumbag everyone and himself!
And Ximen Lang actually did this!
It would be fine if he directly expressed his disagreement, but insulting this goddess is intolerable.
Why is the goddess not as good as Qilin? Why don't you slander me?
Bah, I don’t care if he scumbags me!
That’s not right, anyway, she and Ximen Lang had a feud, a blood feud!
It's a pity that because she represents Lieyang's civilization and every move she makes represents Lieyang's attitude, it's hard for her to directly cause trouble to Ximen Lang.
Moreover, if she really takes action, she has no idea...
Otherwise, I would have made Ximen Lang look good!
Now that I'm fine, I can be said to have let out a bad breath.
Du Qiangwei, who was sleeping with her, looked at the silly goddess who could laugh out loud in her dreams speechlessly, and said angrily.
"Wake up, wake up."
Naturally, the silly goddess was not happy, so she turned over and waved her hands.
"Don't bother me, this is a critical moment for me."
Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried to continue her dream, she was woken up by the rose.
Continuing the dream? It has completely become nonsense.
Reina pulled her hair angrily and said bitterly.
"It's all your fault! Can't we continue now? You have to pay for my sweet dream!"
Du Qiangwei was puzzled.
"What kind of dream is it? To make your majestic goddess Reina smile like that?"
In fact, there was another sentence at the end, and the smile was so ****. However, Qiangwei still saved some face for Reina and did not say it out loud.
When this was mentioned, the silly goddess got excited and patted her thigh.
"I'm telling you, I dreamed about Ximen Lang!"
Hearing what Leina said, Du Qiangwei raised her eyebrows and thought to herself.
Sure enough, it was an erotic dream.
Du Qiangwei gave Reina a look of contempt and let her experience it herself.
"What! It's not what you think."
"What else could it be? You have been thinking about it day and night..."
"What do you think about every day and dream about every night?"
Lena murmured.
Don’t tell me, it’s quite appropriate!
But then I thought about it, this Qiangwei was wrong!
He quickly explained.
"It's not what you think. I dreamed about Ximen Lang, but it wasn't the erotic dream you thought. I beat him in the dream. I beat him all night long, but I was relieved!"
When Du Qiangwei heard that it was not an erotic dream, she lost interest.
It’s not like I really beat him, it was just a dream, so what can I do?
Qiangwei yawned and said to the silly goddess.
"Then you can continue to reminisce, and I'll go catch up on your sleep."
Seeing Qiangwei wanting to leave, how could Reina be willing?
Now she has woken up, her dream cannot continue, and she is looking for someone to talk to.
"Don't go."
He pulled Qiangwei back again.
"What are you doing? You're sleepy."
Lena looked at Qiangwei's tired expression and her eyes that were too sleepy to open, and touched her chin.
"There's something wrong with you."
Qiangwei's body froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
"What's wrong? You're overthinking."
Reina didn't believe her nonsense, the goddess had her own judgment.
"Are you having an erotic dream? Who is it? Tell me, Goddess, and I will give you some advice."
Qiangwei raised her middle finger.
"nerve."
"Don't change the topic, who is it? Ge Xiaolun?"
Seeing that Qiangwei never replied, the silly goddess said in surprise.
"There's no way it's also Ximen Lang, right?"
Qiangwei's forehead was throbbing with veins.
This is all such a mess, why did Ximen Lang run out?
It was true that she had had an erotic dream, but the object was not a man! Instead...
Forget it, just don’t mention it.
Seeing that Lena was not finished, Qiangwei had no choice but to say.
"Stop talking about me, talk about you, what did you use to beat him?"
When it came to this, Reina no longer cared about who Qiangwei was dreaming about, and said happily.
"I used a lot of things in my dream, including..."
At this point, the silly goddess also lost her temper.
What should she say? Small whip, candle?
There are many tricks, but is there anything serious in it? How can she speak?
"Why didn't you say anything?"
Reina smiled and said.
"I suddenly don't want to talk anymore and go to sleep."
After saying that, he covered his head in the quilt.
Du Qiangwei was so angry! She waved her fist at the silly goddess, but in the end she didn't make a move.
He spat out two words softly.
"nerve."
Then I went to catch up on some sleep.
…
In the Angel Villa, several little angels got together and played a card game again.
However, unlike yesterday's concentration, today's little angels were a little absent-minded.
From time to time, his eyes glanced at the sluggish Ximen Lang beside him, wondering what was wrong with him.
Seeing Ximen Lang like this, Yan felt a little sour and said to Leng.
"Please take it easy. This man can't do this. Look, you tortured him."
Ah Zhui and little Mo Yi's eyes nearly popped out when they heard this.
This topic... is so high-end!
Leng glared at Yan Yan who spoke so freely. Didn't you see that Ah Zhui and Xiao Moi were also there?
"What nonsense are you talking about! He was having a nightmare!"
"Nightmare?"
Yan curled his lips and thought to himself: Are you lying to ghosts? Nightmares? You have become a god, and you are still scared by nightmares? You are just consuming it without restraint!
Ah Zhui and Xiao Mo Yi also didn't believe it. They knew a little bit about Ximen Lang's situation.
Like an animal, it can...
Leng looked at these little angels who were obviously thinking wrongly, and felt angry.
"I'm too lazy to care about you!"
Throw away the cards in your hand.
"No more playing."
Ah Zhui and Little Mo Yi naturally had no objections. They were just the young men who were caught to make up for the loss, and they had long since stopped playing.
Yan also threw away the cards in his hand, unwilling to be outdone.