took the box and opened it, and there was a glass hairpin lying quietly inside, crystal clear, very good-looking. At a glance, you can see that it is not ordinary.

It's just that such an unearthly thing can't meet its owner.

In the middle of the night, this small farm yard was already quiet.

"Miss, then I'll go back and rest, you can rest too." The clouds blew out all the candles in the house, and then walked out.

Lan Xiaobao, who was sleeping inside, was already asleep, and Ling'er answered and closed her eyes.

Soon, steady breathing was heard, and the person on the bed had fallen asleep

The room was pitch black, and a transparent figure gradually appeared.

Looking at the figure, it was obviously an adult man, the man was dressed in red, fluttering, with a faint glow around his body. Although I can't see the face, just looking at the body shape gives people the feeling that thousands of graces are accumulated in this body.

The man walked to the edge of the bed step by step with a flurry step, and as he approached, the glow of his body illuminated the faces of the two sleeping people on the bed.

Looking at the sleeping one big and one small, the man's blurred lips seemed to outline a faint smile.

He slowly leaned down, re-covered the quilt that Lan Xiaobao had kicked off, and leaned down to kiss Lan Xiaobao's forehead gently.

Lan Xiaobao was aware of it, raised his hand in a daze, walked directly through the man's figure, touched the place where he had been kissed, smashed his mouth twice, and fell asleep again.

The man laughed and reached out to rub the little one's little head.

He turned around, looked at the sleeping woman next to him, cautiously stretched out his hand, gently stroked Ling'er's white and tender face, and stared at her quietly, as if he couldn't see enough.

His palms slowly rubbed against her delicate skin, full of nostalgia, tracing her face, eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips inch by inch. Again and again, over and over again.

In his blurred eyes, a deep sense of longing gradually appeared.

He couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her forehead, then her eyes, then her nose, and her face.

Finally, he kissed her rosy lips.

In the dream, Ling'er dreamed of the demon night again, dreaming that their family of three was happily living together, and Lan Xiaobao was playing crazy with Maoqiuqiu in the distance.

And she sat on the lap of the demon night, swinging with him, and she smiled very happily.

"Xiao Yeye, you won't leave me and my son in the future." She gently leaned on Demon Night's chest, as if she felt his strong and energetic heartbeat, and this real feeling made her more and more satisfied.

Demon Night looked down at the delicate child in his arms, stretched out a hand to wrap around her waist, he smiled lowly, elegant and charming: "No, our family of three will be together forever." ”

Hearing his reply, Ling'er turned her head in disbelief and looked at him, her eyes gradually covered with a layer of mist: "It's good." Originally, she had thousands of words, but in the end she only said these two words.

"Silly girl." Her stunned appearance was pitiful, and the demon night touched the top of her hair dotingly.

At some point, the swing had stopped.

Demon Ye pinched Ling'er's delicate chin with one hand, slowly leaned over and grabbed her rosy lips and slowly grinded, biting her lips one by one