Before the birthday banquet ended, Shi Yan was sent home by Jian Fu early.

They went back to the house she bought before, not the Shijia villa.

The moonlight sprinkled faintly, and quietly fell from the window on the little girl's white face, her long eyelashes covered the eyelashes steadily, moving slightly, and the sound of the girl's long breathing came from the car.

She fell asleep.

When Jian Fu looked sideways, Shi Yan had already slept very peacefully, leaning sideways, leaning quietly on the back of the chair, his body curled up slightly, and the whole person was well-behaved and clean.

His heart moved slightly, the corners of his lips unconsciously curled, and his doting eyes shone on the sleeping little girl.

The air is filled with a fragrance that belongs to girls.

Jian Fu laughed sullenly, leaned over to kiss the corner of Shi Yan's lips, and gently moved it up to her cheek little by little, cautiously, even restraining her breathing.

Finally, the man's cold lips covered his eyes, and he could feel the slight trembling of the little girl's long eyelashes, and a dense tingling sensation came from the place where the two touched, and he was about to faint.

"Shi Yan, you are mine."

The man's lips moved slightly, muttering to himself, as if he was saying it to Shi Yan, and as if he was saying it to himself, as lingering as he could.

There is no moment more satisfying for him than now.

The moonlight was just right, and the cool wind was blowing slowly down the car window, and the love of his heart was lying beside him, sleeping soundly.

The satisfaction was even more exciting than when he won the league title.

It's not that there is no suspicion of the identity of the obsolete cigarette.

She's so abnormal.

That nonsensical dream, the little emperor dressed as a man, and the title of general who didn't know where it came from.

Each of these is challenging the perception of Jian Fu as a modern person.

It was a dream, and he was awake.

But at the same time, he was very serious, seriously sinking into it, drowning in a dream that might just be false.

The reason is also very simple.

He wanted a cigarette.

The kind of love that is deep in the bone marrow and has been transformed into an instinct makes him have to accept all this.

Even if she still refuses to tell him, even if the dream is strange, her identity is a mystery.

So what?

It's enough for her to smoke.

The man rubbed the little girl's slippery skin like a big cat, and suddenly remembered a reason.

His pupils dilated.

Will?

Is it their past life in the dream?

"Whew, it's hot."

The little girl muttered, stretching out and pushing indiscriminately with an unhappy face, her eyes were not fully opened, and she relied entirely on instinct.

The next second

Smack

A crisp voice sounded

A clearly visible palm print appeared on Jian Fu's face, although the marks were not heavy, but they were enough to be seen.

Shi Yan finally woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that her small hand was grabbed by the man, and the strength was a little great, with a red mark, and the palm print on the man's face was clearly visible.

Shi Yan was stunned.

She looked at her hands, and then at Jian Fu's face, looking confused.

After a long while, the little girl turned her head tremblingly and asked softly, "I...... What did I do? ”

"What do you say?"

The murder weapon and the suspect are in his car, not who else can Shi Yan have.

Jian Fu looked at the little girl's panicked face for a while, her eyes widened, she looked at her little hand incredibly, and slowly put her hand on Jian Fu's face to compare.

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Judging by this size and shape, it seems that it is indeed her!

Shi Yan suddenly lowered his head and began to feel weak automatically.

It turns out that she still has the habit of sleepwalking, this is really the first time in the world!

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^