"Wandering helplessly in a nightmare, suffering a lot of grievances in a nightmare, suddenly waking up, finding that it was a dream, seeing how happy it is to sleep for an hour, hugging the quilt and continuing to sleep!"

Nie Zheng was suddenly stunned, "Oh no!"

He said that he experienced life and death in a dream, and when he woke up, he found that it was a dream, just like he had been the protagonist in the movie for a while, but of course Xiaoli couldn't move or speak in her dream.

After waking up, her illness did not disappear, it still existed, and this red fruit was a nightmare continuing, and he was worried that Xiaoli would think wrong.

"Hey, Uncle Nie, no wonder Mr. Tang said that you are an alien, sure enough, your thoughts are so strange, so free and easy, talking to you is like facing the sea, open-minded, thank you!"

Nie Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Xiaoli didn't think too much, otherwise he would have sinned, he put down his phone and didn't want to talk anymore.

He gently stroked his daughter, her daughter turned around, hugged her father very well-behaved, Nie Zheng was so happy, he hugged his daughter, his chest was warm, very comfortable, and he fell asleep for a while....

In his dream, he was agile, and the security of the rich man's house was nothing in his eyes, and he was as familiar with this place as if he had returned home.

The rich man was sitting in the chair, and the lightning and thunder were flashing outside the floor-to-ceiling glass behind him.

Nie Zheng didn't think much about it, as if he was eating on time every day, he naturally pulled out a pistol with a silencer and aimed it at the rich man's head.

"Is it okay not to kill my dad?"

A milky voice sounded, and a pink little girl stood in front of the rich man, her big eyes were very thorough.

"No!" Nie Zheng said very resolutely, he knew very well in his heart, "If I don't kill him, he will shoot you in the back, and the bullet will shoot me through your chest!"

"Ahh No, Dad and I are best friends, he won't kill me!"

"Yes!"

Bang!

Nie Zheng couldn't give another chance to kill himself, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out of the muzzle!

The bullet flew very slowly, he could see the trajectory of the bullet clearly, and he was approaching the rich man inch by inch, and the little girl looked at the bullet with a smile, jumping in front of the rich man.

The appearance of a rich man is so familiar, he does not have the belly of an ordinary rich man, but he is very tall and handsome, and his face is resolute.

"Strange, why does he look so familiar, where have I seen him!" Nie Zhenghu doubted, "By the way, it seems to be in the mirror!"

Nie Zheng took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera, he looked exactly like a rich man in the camera, and the rich man's daughter looked so familiar.

"No!"

Nie Zheng flew over to grab the bullet, but the bullet had already penetrated the little girl's chest!

"Qingqing!"

Nie Zheng woke up from a nightmare, soaking wet and panting vigorously.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Qingqing rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at her father blankly.

"Heh..."

The little one stood up, took two steps on the quilt, and lay softly on his father's chest.

"Qingqing, Dad is sweating all over..."

"Hmm!"

The daughter hugged her father tightly and was reluctant to let go of her hand, her little face was attached to her father's chest, and there was a Buddhist saying that "the son is not ugly to the mother", referring to the child.

When children have a sense of friends, a view of money, and a Guiping who understands the quality of food and clothing, there are naturally some people who dislike their parents.

Only children are so unconditional, even on dog days, they are still willing to fall on their parents' sweaty bodies.

Qingqing was very stable in her father, and she said sleepily, "Dad, Dad, Mom didn't come back." ”

"Mom?"

Nie Zheng took out his mobile phone, and there were five or six messages from Xiaoli on it, including a message from Yang Ying, "Husband, I'm dying of hunger, you make a supper for me to eat!"

The message was sent an hour ago, Nie Zheng was asleep, and that was the first time Yang Ying called Nie Zheng "husband".

"What's wrong with Yang Ying tonight?" Nie Zheng felt sweet in his heart, "How happy is she!"

"Qingqing, look, Mom is back, let Dad make her supper!"

This time, Nie Zheng showed the information to his daughter very calmly, but her daughter had already snored slightly, and said vaguely from her little mouth, "If you don't eat supper, what if you get fat, no one wants it..."

"You little parrot, just learn what your stupid aunt says!"

Nie Zheng slapped his daughter's little buttocks, hugged her, and let her sleep peacefully, before slowly putting her on the bed.

The little guy is also very well-behaved into the bed, Nie Zheng is a little lost, he is willing to hold his daughter tightly and he is reluctant to leave, he knows that he is willing to be like a rural woman when he was a child, with a strap and a thin blanket on his back to the kitchen to make supper, he is not willing to leave his daughter for a moment.

"It was just a dream, a reminder to cherish reality!"

Nie Zheng thought that the dream just now was still afraid, and he reminded himself in a low voice.

Nie Zheng is very demanding about cooking, for some reason, he lost his patience tonight and was unwilling to make a delicate supper, but he was very persistent in eating, and since he couldn't do it well, he didn't want to do it.

In the middle of the kitchen, between the kitchen and his daughter's bed, he ran around for half an hour and still didn't do anything.

Click!

The door to the living room opened, and a pretty figure jumped in from the outside.

"Husband!"

Yang Ying couldn't wait to take off her high heels, flew over and hugged Nie Zheng tightly, and gave him a long and sweet kiss.

"Yang Ying, it's not supper yet...."

"Nie Zheng, Nie Zheng, do you know!" Yang Ying couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, "How nervous I was before I came out tonight, I have never tried to be so nervous, I have performed live before, but it was very young, and there were only dozens of audiences at most, and my palms were sweating..."

"Don't worry, you'll make it!"

"Hmm!" Yang Ying gave Nie Zheng a long kiss again, "I came out, I thought I would have stage fright, who knew that looking at the audience of 10,000 people in the audience, I seemed to be integrated into the stage, I felt that I was born for the stage, I felt very comfortable in that atmosphere, and the audience gave me a lot of applause."

I can hear that these applause are not because of Cai Linlin, but because they really gave it to me, after I finished singing, they still shouted Brother An together, and finally Cai Linlin Brother An sang a song, and I was also forced to sing Zhao Xiaoying's theme song under pressure from the audience...."

"Husband, I'm hungry and hungry!"

Yang Ying Chiguoguo's two feet stood on Nie Zheng's instep, and the two walked to the kitchen like this.

"Yang Ying, I haven't made a supper yet, and I don't want to do it, can I just make instant noodles?"

"Husband!" Yang Ying looked at Nie Zheng with a smile, "By the way, why should I call you husband, we haven't registered yet!"

"Hey, Nie Zheng, are you willing to marry me?"