Is this a dream?

Zhan Lu bit her lip hard, feeling the real pain. What her hands felt was a real touch, a real temperature, what she breathed through her nose was his real breath, so real, so certain, every organ of her was narrating this reality, how could it be a dream?

But he said it was a dream.

She began to feel confused, and for a moment did not know what to do, and after a moment she paused and cried lowly again, choking up and accusing him:

"Lang Jun is lying!"

Her voice was hoarse and pitiful. Whoever hears such a voice must feel sorry for her. He took her hand harder, and kissed her on the lips with pity, as if to comfort her.

However, she cried even harder and pushed his arm away. He had no choice but to say:

"I didn't lie to you, this is indeed your dream. ”

He said it seriously, and she stopped crying and listened to him. Just listen to him say:

"On Chinese New Year's Eve seven years ago, I entered the temple with Jun and them, but I didn't expect that this whole thing was planned by the Heavenly Palace. As soon as we entered the temple, we were locked up and not allowed to be free. It took me seven years to escape from the temple, and in vain. I finally managed to find a gap and get a wisp of spirit out of the crack, so that I could come here to see you. ”

Zhan Lu didn't expect Ming Yijun to encounter such a thing, and when he heard him say this, he became anxious in his heart, and asked in a loud voice:

"What can I do?"

Ming Yijun shook his head and said:

"Even though I'm locked up in the temple, I'm just not free, nothing else, and no worries about my life. But the fact that I can't see you is really troublesome to me. Now I have sent a wisp of my soul here, and you can't see my soul with your naked eyes, so I have to dream of seeing you. You are indeed dreaming at this time, and I am indeed here. ”

Hearing this, Zhan Lu hurriedly asked:

"Lang Jun is separating his soul like this, is there any hindrance?"

Ming Yijun smiled:

"When I divide my soul like this, my body over there will not move. The three of them, such as Seejun, Weiji, and Devourer, are also trapped there, and if something happens, they will come to me. As long as my mind moves, I can go back immediately, and there is no hindrance. The three of them are fine, so just ask them to watch the dots. ”

Zhan Lu was relieved when he heard him say this. As soon as she relaxed, the man's limbs wrapped around her again and hugged her tightly. His fiery lips came up to kiss her. This time the kiss was no longer the gentle touch it had before, but a powerful predation, and his lips and tongue launched a fierce attack on her.

It's clear that he has eaten a lot of gluttony, but the taste of his mouth is not annoying, with a faint grass-like smell, as if it is a little sweet.

She closed her eyes and let herself concentrate on the kiss, his strength was great, but not too gentle, making her feel as if she was going to be eaten by him, and she responded to him with the same zeal, wanting to plunder him all.

Ahh A voice in her heart cried out, "Unite me with you, make me your flesh and blood, and never be separated from you." Ahh

They had never kissed each other so madly as they had now. At this moment, they are in the space of dreams, nothing matters, nothing exists, nothing is real, nothing is false, even time does not exist in the space, at this time they only belong to each other, in this dream world, there is nothing but each other.

If this wasn't a dream, maybe Zhan Lu would have felt shy because of her nakedness. In reality, although she often fell asleep with Ming Yijun, she had never exposed her body in front of him, nor had she been so close to him.

But this is a dream, in which there is no need to scruple about anything, she just needs to satisfy her desires.

She longed for him, and before she was hugged by him, she didn't even realize that her skin had such a thirst, longing to be hugged, longing to be kissed, longing for his caressing.

She wanted to be closer, closer. Even if it's already close to each other, it's still not enough.

She is twenty-two years old, and an ordinary girl may have given birth to three or four dolls at her age. She didn't get married, and she always waited for Ming Yijun to come back. She's been waiting too long, too long.

Is she going to marry him? He had said he was going to marry her. When he said this, she was overjoyed. She didn't really care, though. He wasn't even human, so why should he be bound by the rules made by humans?

With him, she seemed to have become a beast too.

What happened next was extremely logical, ** intertwined, and his power was incredibly powerful. He was careful and as gentle as he could, but he was always a beast, and his gentleness was the tenderness of a beast.

Sticky sweat and rapid breathing intertwined and collided. She felt his power, a powerful force from distant antiquity, which even in dreams seemed hard to ignore, a power that was beyond the reach of a weak human. His life force was injected into her body through a human-like **, which seemed to be a ritual, she was sacrificed to the fierce god worshiped by the ancient tribes, but in the confusion, she unexpectedly obtained the eternal life force that humans could not have.

Such an experience is truly bizarre.

It was a very exhausting dream, and after a qiē was over, darkness fell in front of her eyes, and she fell into a deep sleep in his arms.