Pan Sen was stunned, subconsciously hugged him back, gently soothed his back, Huan Huan trembled, as if he felt the cold winter in his warm embrace, Pan Sen tirelessly stroked his back.

"I won't leave, even if you drive me, I won't leave. ”

Huanhuan was confused, haunted by nightmares, the pink wings stretched out domineeringly, and hugged Pan Sen, as if to imprison him in his arms, it seemed that only in his wings was Pan Sen safe, and no one could take him away.

Pan Sen didn't stop Huanhuan's movements, it wasn't the first time he was held in his wings by Huanhuan, these wings were as warm as his body temperature, with a hint of flattery, gently wrapping him.

This is Huanhuan's favorite object, if there is anything on his body that he is most satisfied with, it must be this pair of wings, and the people of the alien fire clan have a lot of patience and love for their wings.

"Huan'er, don't be afraid of ......"

Sensing that Huanhuan was really scared, Pan Sen was even more distressed.

Huan'er has always been arrogant and empty-eyed, why is he so afraid? What did he dream, Long Yuan is dead, the existential crisis has long been resolved, although Sheng Jing is fierce, but he actually loves him very much, and he is not really afraid of Sheng Jing.

What will the always lawless Huan'er be afraid of?

Huanhuan was very confused in the morning light, and suddenly grabbed Pan Sen's body and pressed it against the soft bed, and the pink wings were still densely wrapped around him.

Searing kisses fell on his face, eyes, lips, crazy and desperate.

"Huan ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was blocked, Huanhuan was rough and fanatical, biting his lip, and even biting blood, they had a life and death contract, life and death were connected, each other's taste, blood seemed to be a sedative, which could suppress the violence in each other's hearts, but this time it seemed to be invalid, Huanhuan's eyes were bloodshot, and they were frighteningly red.

He bit his chin and lip as if he had gone mad, "You can't...... Can't ......"

Can't die!

Pan Sen comforted him, "Huan'er, wake up, I'm Xiaoyu, you touch it, it's real, not a dream." ”

He took Huanhuan's hand and stroked his face, hoping that the body temperature would bring him back to his senses, and Pan Sen even pulled Huanhuan's finger and put it to his lips and bit it gently.

Hopefully, too, the pain will bring him back to his senses.

He had never encountered this situation, he couldn't sleep at night a few days ago, he really missed Huan'er, he used to peep at Huan'er in the middle of the night, at that time his thoughts were very simple, thinking that Huan'er was already asleep, he took a sneak look, looking at his sleeping face, he would also be very relieved, but he didn't expect to hear Huanhuan shouting something after watching it for less than five minutes.

Because he was too panicked and slurred in speech, he couldn't even hear what Huan'er was shouting, he only knew that he was very scared, and then before he could say anything, Huanhuan woke up, and then closed the life and death contract for the first time, and he didn't know what was going on when his eyes were black.

Early the next morning, he asked Huan'er, "What did you dream about?"

Huan'er said, "I dreamed that I was chased by a wild beast, and I bit my leg off after chasing after me. ”

Now it seems that Huan'er lied.

He must have had repeated nightmares for some time.

"Huan'er, dreams are all the opposite. Pan Sen bit his finger lightly, "What is bad in dreams, reality is often good. ”

Huan Huan hugged him too hard, his entire wings covered him, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to be staring at a piece of fat, as if he was about to swallow him in his stomach in the next second.