Feng Yaxiang grabbed Narcissus tightly, fell on the desk and began to cry loudly, no longer restraining herself. "Xiang'er."

A deep male voice rang out in the silence of the room.

Suddenly there was a familiar warm sound in his ears, and an unforgettable tone, this sudden fright made Feng Yaxiang's whole body tremble.

It's him?

！

It's the man who tortures her day and night!

Is it so strict?

There were auditory hallucinations...... Oh, auditory hallucinations or not, at least let her feel that he was beside her again, that evil tone makes people so nostalgic, this is the reality that she can't do no matter how carefully she thinks about it!

Seeing that Feng Yaxiang's body trembled slightly, but there was no sign of lifting her head off the case, Li Haoran had no choice but to grab this troublesome little person from behind, and in an instant, he had already picked her up horizontally.

"You are so bold, you dare to ignore your husband's back when he speaks, it seems that I am not trained enough."

As he spoke, he put Feng Yaxiang on the bed, pinched her two arms at her side, and circled her from top to bottom.

This man who makes him think about it for a long time!

Look at her crying face, when I picked her up, I found that she was much lighter, and her face was also very pale...... In an instant, Li Haoran restrained his joking thoughts, personally wiped the tears on her cheeks, and then leaned over and pecked the pink lips that had made him fascinated for more than two months.

"Silly?"

He caressed her soft green silk lovingly.

Feng Yaxiang looked at the handsome face directly above her in a daze, and suddenly felt in a trance.

She touched her lips slightly, slightly wet.

Then, she slowly raised her arm, touched Li Haoran's lips tremblingly, and then gently stroked his cheeks, the bridge of his high nose, his eyes, and his eyebrows along his lips...... Li Haoran grabbed Feng Yaxiang's trembling hand and put it on his chest, and a powerful agitation immediately passed into Feng Yaxiang's heart through his hand.

"Do you believe I'm real?"

Li Haoran covered Feng Yaxiang's hand, and felt that his heart rhythm was so agitated.

"Grandpa......"

Feng Yaxiang shouted in a trance, but as soon as she shouted these two words, the tears that had stopped for a short time immediately gushed out again.

What's going on?

Is it a dream?

If it's a dream, why is it so clear and real?

And if it wasn't a dream, how could he be here?

"Master!"

Feng Yaxiang shouted with tears, hugged Li Haoran's neck, hugged him firmly, and let his weight bully him.

Whether it's a dream or not, let her feel this moment!

Li Haoran turned around and put Feng Yaxiang on himself, he was really afraid that his weight would crush her thin body.

"Master...... I miss you so much, whether I'm awake or asleep...... How are you doing now? Although you are not around, I think about the days I spent with you every day. It's painful, but it's like you're always there for me...... Unexpectedly, when I think back to it, I can hallucinate later, and I can even hear your heartbeat, just like when I leaned into your arms that night...... That night, it would be nice to have children......"

Lying on Li Haoran's broad chest, Feng Yaxiang whispered.

Now, she will never cry, for fear that she will cry out of this illusion if she cries.

So speak the words in your heart slowly, slowly, gently, gently......