It's just that...... Looking at Peach's trusting face, Shen Mochen finally let out a long sigh, stretched out his arm to gently wrap around Peach's slender and soft body, and continued to pick up the book with his other hand, and began to look seriously.

But in this world, there is a saying: If you don't die, you won't die......

Probably because the meal at night was too rich, the peaches in my sleep dreamed that I was waving a knife and fork in my left hand and chopsticks in my right hand, facing a table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas in front of me, feasting on it.

Uh-huh...... It's delicious...... These foods also have a faint cold taste on Shen Mochen's body......

Not...... And that strawberry ice cream sundae, it's her big love!!

Peaches sticks out her soft, waxy little tongue and licks the strawberry jam off the ice cream.

Well...... But why does it seem that the temperature around us is getting hotter......

Seeing that her strawberry ice cream was about to melt, Momoko quickly licked it twice vigorously and took a bite of it.

"Hmm......" Shen Mochen gasped, and a pair of inky jade-like eyes watched as the peach grew up in annoyance, and bit it on his chest, this guy ...... A little teasing with him just now made him almost unable to hold on, and in a blink of an eye, he actually bit him hard!!

Is it tolerable or intolerable......

Shen Mochen turned over, threw the book in his hand on the bedside table, and then directly pressed the peach under him.

The warm and soft lips went down her delicate and slender neck, to the softness of her chest, and the slender fingers reached behind her back, unbuttoning her breast, and two small red cherries appeared very seductively in front of her.

Momoko was dreaming of eating strawberry ice cream happily, when suddenly her ice cream disappeared, and the plucked electric roast chicken that had been on the table in front of her suddenly stood up, and ran towards her with two roasted chicken thighs with an angry face.

Belch...... It's just horrible......

What's even more terrifying is that the electric roast chicken actually hit her headlong in the chest, and the oily roasted wings fluttered and fluttered, hitting her hard......

The tip of Shen Mochen's slippery tongue was teasing the small cherry on Peache's chest, and then he heard a sad whimper in his ears, and when he looked up, Peaches was crying with his eyes closed.

"What's wrong? Peaches ......" There was a hint of hoarseness in Shen Mochen's voice, he reached out and gently stroked her fair and pink cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you crying??" ”

"Woo woo ......" Peach opened a pair of misty teary eyes, looked at Shen Mochen's slightly suppressed expression in front of him, couldn't help but reach out and hug him tightly, let out a long sigh of relief, and said aggrievedly: "I just dreamed of an electric roast chicken, and suddenly it stood up and ran towards me, and then attacked my chest...... Whining...... It's horrible......"

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Peaches suddenly felt Shen Mochen's body stiffen in his arms, and then remembered his low and gloomy voice in his ears: "Electric roast chicken??" ”

"Hmm...... Belch...... Husband...... Husband? What happened to you?? Peach watched Shen Mochen turn his handsome face, but his expression looked like he was gritting his teeth.

"In your dreams, I'm just an electric roast chicken??" Shen Mochen's gloomy voice floated out from between his teeth with a hint of coldness.