A gentle voice, like a breeze and drizzle, simply enters someone's heart.

"I like Master's eyes, especially when Master only looks at me."

Her fingers ran over his forehead and over his hair, their tips running through the cracks of his hair.

It's like petting a cat.

Warm and soft.

"I like everything about Master."

Her tone was calm, and her movements were a little stiff.

But the boy was stiffer than she was, and froze at her awkward, and even more clumsily said something flattering to him.

Her cautious appearance is not a low brow.

Rather, it is tentatively approaching, with a kind of peaceful power.

Like everything about him?

Mu Ruochuan's light red lips were pursed lightly, and the broken light in his eyes was sparkling.

Barely suppressed, he chuckled softly.

I laugh more today than I have in a hundred years.

The flush on the tail of his eyes has spread out a little, and his beautiful eyes are simply curved, and his thin lips are lightly hooked.

The smile is amazing.

Li Meng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked away.

The male protagonist's skin is really open.

She can't stand it.

The quality of the female supporting actress made her work hard to adhere to her own personality.

Even if there is no heroine in this outline, it does not mean that her female supporting role can be on the top and show a hideous covetous face to the male protagonist.

Mu Ruochuan saw that her face was slightly red, he squinted, and his mood soared.

With a strong finger, he dragged her into his arms.

He leaned over too, rubbing his cheek against her shoulder socket and letting her lie down on his chest.

In the boat sunset.

He hugged her and whispered, "Like me, you can't regret it." ”

I don't know why, this sentence is gentle to the bone.

With a hint of sharp, dark hoarseness.

There is a feeling of extreme danger.

Li Meng doesn't need to look at the prompt, she knows how to respond.

After all, her character as a female supporting actress is an idiot type, how sticky and how to come.

"No regrets."

She replied dryly.

The boy's smile deepened, the tip of his nose rubbing against the skin of her neck, feeling her sensitive shiver.

"If you don't regret it, just behave."

The two of them sat in a small boat until it was dark.

There are all kinds of people on the river, those who sell lotuses, those who sell lychees, those who drink wine, and those who sing songs.

The only thing that is the same is that none of them have faces.

Li Meng didn't pay attention at first.

After all, the river is foggy.

As a result, when I saw it clearly, I only felt that I had come to the scene of a horror movie.

She's not afraid of ghosts.

It's still interesting to watch.

After all, so many faceless people came to life, and she wondered how they could see without eyes.

How can you drink and sing songs without a mouth.

Mu Ruochuan saw that she noticed, and a gloomy smile appeared on her fair face.

"It's just a dream."

He slowly reached out to the little girl in his arms and combed her hair.

Unhurriedly said: "Li Ziheng is a wisp of soul, his favorite place to hide is dreams, I captured him today, and he will not come to disturb you in the future." ”

What he didn't say was.

Li Ziheng is the soul that has split out of his body.

Not to mention.

This dream was constructed by him, and he let it grow unattended.

The greater the demons in his heart, the greater the scope of this dream.

Li Meng glanced at the male protagonist and didn't say anything.

When it's dark, the world of dreams is full of lights.

It's hilarious.

There is a lot of bustling everywhere, like the real world.

Mu Ruochuan took Li Meng's hand and walked towards the brightly lit place.

It is a lively street.