Chapter 17: Same Bed, Different Dreams

The nights are long, and Yun Xian'er is restless when she sleeps. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dream, Yun Feiyang chased Yun Xian'er frantically on the grass, but he couldn't catch it, so he had no choice but to sit on the lawn and pant for breath.

Yun Xian'er in the dream saw Yun Feiyang sitting on the grass, and a playful voice sounded in her mouth, "Why don't you chase it?" Come and chase it... Do you still want me?"

Yun Feiyang glanced at her and shook his head, "If you want me to be your husband, how about you let me catch it once in my dream?" ”

Yun Xian'er's face was full of doubts, dreams? What is Dream? But this person in front of me is really my husband, should I promise him? Oops, it's a husband and wife anyway, and it's a matter of course for him to catch it once.

"Okay, you come and get me, I'm not going to run"

Yun Feiyang heard Yun Xian'er's words, his face was full of disbelief, "Do you really want me to catch it?" ”

Pouting, Yun Xian'er looked at Yun Feiyang with disdain, "Do you catch it or not, there is no such shop in this village"

"I'm really going to catch you, don't regret catching you"

"Come on, come on"

So Yun Feiyang in the dream took Yun Xian'er into his arms, lifted the hem of her skirt to reveal her slender legs, every inch was very even, but Yun Feiyang just glanced at it.

"What are you going to do?"

Yun Xian'er saw her cheap husband and lifted the hem of her skirt, and she thought of something in her heart, but she still asked.

"Of course it's doing something I wouldn't dare to do in reality."

"No, it can't be like this"

Yun Xian'er's pair of delicate jade feet carved like a white lotus were held in Yun Feiyang's hands and gently rubbed, she wanted to stop it, but it was her husband in front of her, she had no reason, no way, so she had to snuggle tightly in Yun Feiyang's arms and endure his bad taste.

Yun Feiyang also showed a smile on his face, his eyes stared at the person in his arms, and he said, "Although you are not her, one day she will be like you..." At the end, he added a sentence in his heart, "How can the dream feel so realistic"

On the grass in front of her, Yun Xian'er disappeared in an instant with Yun Feiyang's words, and Yun Feiyang's eyes that were lying on the bed outside opened instantly.

What a taste, so fragrant, a girl's unique body fragrance reached Yun Feiyang's nose, but immediately, Yun Feiyang's face changed greatly, he felt what he was holding in his hands, and after a closer look, a white and tender little foot was pinched in his hand..

Whose is this? Yun Feiyang thought in his heart, but when he saw a touch of pale pink on the armor of his little feet, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and then his back was also cold, and he slowly got up, he saw Yun Xian'er sleeping on his side at the end of the bed, and he lay down gently, for fear of waking Yun Xian'er up.

What to do? How could she be in bed? Will I be frozen again, I don't want to be frozen! Many thoughts flashed through Yun Feiyang's mind, and then he closed his eyes, out of sight, not distracted.

Let's sleep, when I fall asleep, I don't know anything, and then a voice appeared in his head, "Hey, it's on her, she's sleeping so well now, when the raw rice is cooked and cooked, she can't turn the sky"

yes, what am I afraid of? I'm her husband, it's a matter of course! "Bang" Yun Feiyang slapped his face hard, can't be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil, I'd better sleep...

However, the cheap delivery to the door had to be taken advantage of, Yun Feiyang pulled Yun Xian'er's two white and tender little feet into the quilt with his hands, hugged them tightly on his chest, smelled a trace of fragrance, and fell asleep again.

When Yun Xian'er slept, because her clothes were short, she could only cover her upper body, her legs and little feet were exposed, she didn't feel anything in the first half of the night, and she felt a little cold when the night wind howled outside in the second half of the night, and then she moved unconsciously.

A pair of feet kicked into Yun Feiyang's quilt, and it happened that Yun Feiyang was dreaming again, and unconsciously held Yun Xian'er's little feet in his hands.

The palms of her hands were always warm, and Yun Xian'er felt the warmth from Yun Feiyang's palms, and she slept more soundly, so that she didn't realize that her feet were touched at all.

Yun Feiyang was dreaming of his beautiful spring, and Yun Xian'er was also stunned by everything in front of her.

The idle sun shone on the ground, the grass on the ground swayed in the wind, she sat on the swing and swayed back and forth, and next to her sat a small bun in a golden dragon robe and pink carved and tender to hold her waist, with a frightened expression on his face, he was afraid of falling.

"Queen Mother, when can you stop?"

Xiao Baozi raised his head and looked at Yun Xian'er aggrievedly, and said weakly in his mouth, for fear of angering Yun Xian'er in front of him.

Yun Xian'er also noticed that this little bun, how is it so similar to Yun Feiyang, it is carved out of a mold, but why does he call me the queen mother, by the way, this is in a dream, everything is possible.

"What's your name? Who is your father? ”

Xiao Baozi saw that the queen mother in front of him was not angry and smiled at him, and his back was cold, was it the calm before the storm? No, I have to beg for mercy quickly, my father taught me when he left, when you face a woman who has a premonition that the next second is dangerous or safe, it's better to beg for mercy, she can't bear to beat you.

"Queen mother, don't beat me, if you want to beat me, go and beat my father, he is forbidden to beat"

Yun Xian'er smiled, this dream is really realistic, look at this little bun is really cute and tight, who is his father?

"Tell me who your father is? I'm not going to hit you."

Feeling that his mother was not as angry as usual, he said cautiously: "My father is Yunfeiyang"

Yun Xian'er was stunned, what? Flying children? Isn't that my child? When did we have children? By the way, it's a dream, but how could I dream like this?

As the saying goes, there are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night, but Yun Xian'er feels that what she thinks about during the day is tomorrow, so let Yun Feiyang learn the "secret of life", why would she have such dreams at night?

"And what's your name?"

While asking Yun Xian'er, she got off the swing, and a pair of white and tender little feet stepped on the grass, feeling the slightest warmth, which was very comfortable.

Although there are many puzzles, Yun Xian'er doesn't mind being a mother once, after all, it is in a dream, and in reality, she really doesn't look at it, and it is just a kind of identity obligation to him.

"Queen Mother, my name is Wu Xiaolong, and the name is still chosen by you."

Yun Xian'er was completely stunned, how could this little bun in front of her be surnamed Wu? Even with the mother's surname, the cloud word is four comparisons different from the martial word..

"Why do you have the surname Wu?"

When I asked this sentence, everything around me changed, the grass was gone, the sunlight was gone, and the little buns were gone.

With doubts, Yun Xian'er appeared in a dark firewood room, she found that her hands were tied behind her back, and her ankles were also handcuffed, so she could only move slightly, and the howling night wind outside made a rustling sound, adding a bit of a strange atmosphere.

"Squeak"

A sudden sound sounded with the opening of the firewood door, and a handsome young man in a white robe walked in slowly, with a faint smile on his lips, revealing a hint of bookishness.

Yun Xian'er looked at the person who walked in at the door, although it was very dark, but his, his pupils were constricted, wasn't this Yun Feiyang? What the hell is he going to do?

Yun Feiyang, who was in a white robe, had an extra candle in his hand, the candle was lit out of thin air, and by the dim light, he walked to Yun Xian'er, who was sitting on the ground, with a touch of surprise on his face, and said in an incredible tone: "Lady, you invited me into the firewood room in the middle of the night, why did you tie yourself up." ”

Hearing Yun Feiyang's voice, Yun Xian'er frowned, and thought of what kind of joke in her heart, how could I tie myself up and ask you to come here, isn't this a sheep into the tiger's mouth?

By the way, I am a cultivator, these ropes should not be difficult for me, Yun Xian'er tried to use spiritual power, but found that she couldn't use anything.

Yun Feiyang touched his head, looked at Yun Xian'er, and tentatively said, "Lady, do you need my help?" ”

You came over to help me untie it, but the words were bright, and he didn't move, Yun Xian'er looked at Yun Feiyang and found that he didn't mean to help him untie himself at all.

"Hurry up and come over and help me loosen my bonds" Yun Xian'er stared at Yun Feiyang with wide eyes, once she got out of trouble, she must freeze him into ice.

I didn't realize that I was actually dreaming, and dreams are divided into nightmares and sweet dreams, sweet dreams can walk in the ideal direction of the dreamer, but nightmares are the opposite, Yun Xian'er said this, Yun Feiyang naturally didn't listen.

Yun Feiyang ignored his wife, but fixed the candle at a high place, so that its faint light was enough for him to see Yun Xian'er clearly, and laughed in his mouth: "Lady, don't worry, what needs to be done is done, how about I let you deal with it when the time comes"

When he said this, Yun Feiyang's hand was already dishonest, one hand had already reached Yun Xian'er's toes, and then the whole foot was already in his hands.

"It smells so good..."

Yun Feiyang sniffed with his nose and couldn't help but sigh.

Feeling Yun Feiyang's snort, Yun Xian'er's body trembled, and she snorted in her mouth, "Yun Feiyang, don't.. Other. Too much.. Divided, otherwise. Otherwise, don't blame.. I.. Ruthless"

The warm snort made Yun Xian'er feel itchy and crispy under her feet, and she couldn't speak, but Yun Feiyang couldn't afford to listen to her words, and still stroked Yun Xian'er's feet.

Yun Xian'er has never been treated like this, her legs kept kicking up, trying to break free from Yun Feiyang's ravage, but she couldn't break free, the iron cuff on her feet was too tight, she had no choice, this was the time when she felt her most powerless, she only hoped that this dream would end as soon as possible.

At this moment, the sound of the night wind howling outside the firewood room disappeared and was replaced by the sound of birds...

On the bed, Yun Xian'er opened her eyes suddenly, sat up, looked at the sleepy Yun Feiyang next to her, only to find that her feet reached into the quilt, gently uncovered the quilt, and saw that her own pair of feet were held by Yun Feiyang with her hands, she finally understood, how could she dream.

It's all cloudy!

There was a "bang", and Yun Feiyang was kicked out of bed by Yun Xian'er, at this time she was not a weak woman in her dream, but a master of the "middle stage of Lianhua".

Yun Feiyang, who fell out of bed, woke up suddenly, and subconsciously looked at the bed, Yun Xian'er was looking at him with a pair of terrifying eyes, his body trembled, and he stammered, he was ready to pretend to be stupid.

"Mother.. Mother.. Child. Happen. Raw,.sh.. What's wrong? ”