And Fu Yunchen didn't sleep very peacefully.

He dreamed of the images he had dreamed of so many times.

He dreamed of his mother's death, and then his normally submissive father became vicious and locked him in a room.

Then the old kindness was gone, and it was replaced by beatings and scolding.

said how hard he was, and finally waited for his mother to die, and he could get the right.

As the dream deepened, Fu Yunchen's heart became more and more afraid.

At this time, a voice sounded: "Fu Yunchen, Fu Yunchen, what's wrong with you." ”

When I woke up from the nightmare, I saw An Qingge's face.

The moment he opened his eyes, Fu Yunchen's heart suddenly calmed down: "It's okay, I had a nightmare." ”

"Dreams are the origin of the heart, most of them are obsessions, it's okay." Although An Qingge laughed at Fu Yunchen's nightmares in his heart, he couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw him like this: "I remember that there was a general in ancient times, he had to give up some people in order to break the enemy, and he always had nightmares, which finally led to his untimely death of great achievements, so you don't have too many obsessions." ”

This story was told when Si Ming showed her up.

said that he wrote like this, how magnificent the general's life would be.

After all, in every era, Si Ming will write some big characters to make the mortal world lively.

For example, Liu Bang cut the white snake because Si Ming wanted to eat snake soup that day, so he wrote it.

Other ordinary people just do it casually, according to the current words of mortals, it is random.

Fu Yunchen listened to An Qingge's words, and his mood suddenly improved a lot: "I'm fine, it's because of your business, so I've been scared for so many days, and when I suddenly sleep, I can't sleep well." As he spoke, he rubbed his forehead with his hand.

An Qingge didn't know what to say.

She was comforted now, as if something was wrong.

Fu Yunchen casually held An Qingge in his arms: "It's okay, let's sleep." ”+

And Fu Yunchen's move made An Qingge frown slightly.

This Fu Yunchen, when did he have more of this problem, he always hugged himself, even if he was it before, and now he plans to sleep with himself, An Qingge couldn't help but speak: "Young master, can you let go of me, I am not used to you like this." ”

"You'll get used to it." Fu Yunchen felt that every time he hugged her, her body would be a little lighter.

Fu Yunchen felt that if An Qingge was really arranged by the old man, then the old man's scheming didn't know how deep, how could he be calculated to such an extent by himself, and even now he didn't suspect that his health was not good because of himself.

will get used to it, An Qingge exploded when he heard this, and subconsciously said: "Why get used to it." ”

Fu Yunchen frowned when he heard this: "You don't want to get used to it?" ”

"Why should I get used to it?" An Qingge is really not used to being held, after all, he has been sleeping alone for tens of thousands of years.

Such categorical words made Fu Yunchen dumbfounded.

He simply increased his strength: "I want you to get used to it." "I didn't give her a chance to break free at all.

An Qingge was helpless, she couldn't resist at all because of the ban of Puhua Immortal Jun, so let alone using spells to teach him a lesson, she couldn't beat him.

When he thought of this, An Qingge felt that he had to find a way to let Puhua Xianjun withdraw her ban.

After all, fortunately, he met Fu Yunchen, a man who didn't lift his mind, and if he met any gangsters, then it would be over.