"No, no, no."

Zhang Yiming waved his hand again and again, and hugged her in his arms, "How could my lady slander me?" ”

"I'd rather believe that I am lying to myself than that my mother will lie to me."

Suddenly falling into the familiar embrace, Feng Yin's emotion just now disappeared cleanly.

Well-behaved nestled in his arms, listening to the powerful heartbeat, the heart, instant peace.

"Okay, I'm fine."

She raised her hand and hugged him back, softly comforting, "I was also intimidated just now." ”

"I thought that a hard-earned life was going to be confessed, so I didn't control my emotions for a while."

It's okay that Feng Yin didn't explain, but listening to this explanation, Zhang Yiming regretted it even more.

How can I try to have a momentary pleasure without caring about her feelings?

"I'm sorry! Moaning. ”

Zhang Yiming whispered in her ear with guilt, "I really couldn't help it just now, I was attracted by your cunning and pleasure, and I couldn't help but ......."

"So I'm right."

Feng Yin raised her head from his arms and looked at him funny.

"Yes, you're right if you say me."

Facing her smiling gaze, Zhang Yiming only felt that his heart had melted, "Everything is my fault." ”

"Alright."

Feng Yin was hugged by him, and her heart was full of something called happiness, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Hurry up and let go, you're straining too tight, it's uncomfortable."

"Ah, good, good."

Zhang Yiming is like a stunned young man at the moment, and he will answer whatever Feng Yin says.

Hearing that she was uncomfortable, she quickly loosened the force on her arm, and then asked nervously: "Isn't it uncomfortable now?" ”

Feng Yin was amused by him and patted the arm on his waist: "But, if you hold me like this, how can I sleep?" ”

Zhang Yiming hurriedly pulled out his arm, thought about it, passed through her neck, and hugged her into his arms again: "Is this okay?" ”

Feng Yin: "...... That's it. ”

After tossing for a while, she was indeed tired and didn't have the energy to say anything.

Zhang Yiming smiled with satisfaction, raised his head and blew out the oil lamp, and patted her lightly: "Have a good rest." ”

"I want to, too."

Feng Yin replied angrily.

If he hadn't done so much for her, she would have played chess with Zhou Gong a long time ago.

"Don't dream of Zhou Gong, you can only have your relatives and me in your dreams."

Zhang Yiming seemed to be able to guess what she was thinking, and suddenly gave her such a sentence.

Feng Yin was speechless and replied vaguely: "Stop talking, I'm sleepy." ”

As he spoke, he yawned and moved in his arms, adjusting his most comfortable posture before he quieted down.

But she didn't know that what she had just done might have hurt the men around her.

Feng Yin found the most comfortable place and soon fell asleep.

But Zhang Yiming was miserable because of her behavior just now.

The woman's even breathing sounded in his ears, and Zhang Yiming couldn't help but think of the taste of kissing her lips, and his body changed unconsciously.

He hurriedly stopped these thoughts and thought about her body.

Use this to divert your attention.

……

This night, Feng Yin dreamed again.

However, this dream is very warm, very sweet, and very happy.

In the dream, there is no family ruined, no pursuit and escape, and some are bits and pieces of life with parents as a child.

It was their teaching and companionship for her, as well as their deep love and care.

It's just that she still doesn't know the identity of her father and mother, and she doesn't know her identity.

"Oh~Oh~Oh~"

The rooster crow in the early morning woke Feng Yin from that warm and beautiful dream.

She opened her eyes blankly, and before she could figure out what night it was, she unexpectedly broke into a deep and affectionate gaze.