Leng Xiao looked at his eyes and smiled, "I'm just trying to make myself feel at ease." ”

Loose bun, a strand of hair hung down, Nangong Yitian stretched out his hand to tie it up for her, and the rough fingertips rubbed past her ears, as if with a scorching temperature.

Leng Xiao was stunned for a moment, and met his deep eyes.

He withdrew his hand and looked at her, his voice slightly hoarse, "You're right to do this, people live but seek peace of mind." ”

Leng Xiao looked at his handsome and cold face as if a layer of warm color was gradually enveloped, and there was a light in his inky pupils that he had never seen before.

Leng Xiao hesitated, "You ......"

He slowly straightened his waist, looked at her jade-like face, opened his thin lips lightly, and slowly announced, "Leng Xiao, you are my princess." ”

Leng Xiao's lips opened slightly, "Nominally, it's ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his hand hooked her neck, and the masculine breath pressed over, and his lips pressed down heavily, with a scorching temperature.

Leng Xiao's head buzzed, and the moment her lips met, the familiarity exploded in her heart like a spark.

She jerked him away, glared at his smirkling face, and strode back into the room.

Nangong Yitian looked at her back and fled, and his smile became even bigger.

My heart was beating hard, my breath seemed to be choked, and my face was burning so badly.

"Princess, what's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable? Mama Zhu came over with the little turtle egg, and when she saw her panting slightly, she asked worriedly.

"It's fine!" Leng Xiao quickly collected her emotions and glanced up at the little turtle egg, who woke up and looked at her quietly in her swaddling clothes.

Tiny people, like dough.

Leng Xiao's heart softened, and she took the initiative to hug her.

The little turtle egg actually grinned at her.

The burning sensation in my heart slowly faded, and I seemed to be much calmer in my heart when I held the child.

"The prince is very much like the prince!" Mama Zhu said with a smile.

Leng Xiao looked at the eyebrows and facial features of the little turtle egg, it was indeed like him, very similar.

I couldn't help but think of the kiss just now, and my heart jumped wildly.

After a word, I lost my legs, and I was so restless.

usually pretends to be cold and abstinent, but it is so cruel that he dares to kiss her in the daytime.

But where does that familiarity of lip flaps come from?

At night, Leng Xiao had that dream again.

I dreamed that she was wearing a red wedding dress, and in a room with big red wedding letters, the red candles were burning high, and everything in the room was very clear.

There was an incense burner in the room, and smoke was curling from the incense burner.

A figure pressed over and encircled her in his arms, he seemed to be covered in alcohol, she wanted to push away, but she couldn't.

She tried to see who he really was, but she couldn't see clearly, the wedding dress was removed, and his lips seemed to ignite the whole night, all the bits and pieces, extremely clear.

Even the pain was so clear.

When he got up from her, the face that greeted her was startled and she quickly woke up from her dream.

She opened her eyes and covered her chest violently, her heart was beating wildly, and there was no light in the dark room, but the bits and pieces of her dream were still haunting her heart, and even the face was still so clear in front of her.

How could it be him?

This dream had been done about a year ago, and in modern days, I have dreamed it repeatedly, but I can't see the face of the man in the dream every time.

She remembered all the details of the dream very clearly, even everything in the room, but she couldn't see the man's face.

She even tried to take out the Moxuan system to look at her past and present lives, to see if it was the evil fate of her previous life, but the Moxuan system couldn't calculate her own life, so she didn't see anything.

But this time, I saw it.

It turned out to be Nangong Yitian.

Is it because today he kissed her, and she subconsciously imagined that person to be him, so she dreamed that it was him?

It must be so.

But I always felt that something was wrong.