Although it may be a little ridiculous, however, her feelings tell him that there is something wrong with Nangong Ruochen.

It's not that Nangong Ruochen has a problem, but that Nangong Ruochen has a problem now.

Obviously, he was in front of her, but it made her feel very unfamiliar, but he was Nangong Ruochen.

Obviously, I was fine in Taoyin Valley before, but why was it wrong after I got out of the valley, what happened in the middle?

It's a dream

Half-asleep and half-awake, a breath approached her, mixed with a sharp cold, but mixed with a familiar smell to her.

She couldn't open her eyes and couldn't see it, but she could feel how tender and pitying the man looked at her.

The warm big hand, kissing the soft and careful touch of her cheek, naturally raised her hand to help her tuck the quilt.

She wanted to open her eyes to see, but she could feel that she was sleeping deeply, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter how hard she tried.

As if sensing her struggle, the man raised his hand and put his hand on her eyebrows, calming her troubled heart.

As if he had been comforted by something, before he knew it, he fell asleep again.

Following

Zheng Qingyue woke up slowly, rubbed her eyes and sat up, regaining a trace of clarity.

Touching his face, he muttered, "Is it a dream?" ”

However, the feeling in this dream is too real, and the breath is too familiar.

"Squeak!" Nangong Ruochen pushed the door in

Seeing him come in, Zheng Qingyue frowned subconsciously, and she didn't know why, it was a subconscious reaction.

"I woke up, just after washing, the porridge was just cold." Nangong Ruochen was with her last night, smiling doting and gentle.

"Hmm" Zheng Qingyue nodded lightly and went into the inner room to wash.

Nangong Ruochen unhurriedly took out the breakfast from the tray and sat at the table very patiently waiting.

Because she was injured in the valley, Nangong Ruochen accompanied her to raise her at home on this day.

And she, maybe because she was in a coma, felt too lazy to lift her spirits, so she didn't want to move.

After dinner, the housekeeper came, and Nangong Ruochen left in a hurry.

At night, another hour of sleep, the familiar smell reappeared.

That man, again.

She could feel a coldness in him, as if he was trying to restrain his anger, but the anger was not directed at her.

Because as long as he looks at her, he is always gentle and gentle, giving her an inexplicable sense of familiarity and security.

This time, she didn't struggle much, and lay quietly, wanting to see what he was going to do, or if he would speak, and she wanted to be sure of one thing.

The man looked at her for a long time, so long that she almost thought she was going to fall asleep.

The man raised his hand to help her tuck the corners of the quilt, got up, and removed the cold air from her body.

Possessed lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and when he was about to retreat, he seemed to think of something.

Possessed and bowed his head, he kissed her entire forehead and eyebrows fiercely, as if he wanted to cover something.

Over and over again, carefully not missing an inch of skin.

Although his movements were a little rude, and her eyebrows hurt a little when he kissed her, she magically did not feel repulsive.

Before this, Zheng Qingyue might feel that she was crazy and would have such thoughts about a man in her dream.

But now, she doesn't think so, and there is an answer that she almost blurts out.

Kissed her on the forehead hard, and finally dropped a kiss at the center of her eyebrows.