Chapter 167: Hug My Little Poor (59)

Midnight dreams.

That cold feeling seems to be still in my heart. The choking smell of dust burning was close at hand.

The boy opened his eyes.

He was stunned for a moment before he slowly regained his breathing, his expression a little dazed, and he looked at the top of the bed.

The bottom of his dazed eyes gradually cleared up.

The weather is not cold now, but the boy's fingertips are cold. Every time he dreamed of that bloody afternoon over the years, his whole person would be like this, as if he was sealed in ice and snow.

It's like being put in ice cubes and sinking to the bottom, cold, unable to breathe, and unable to open your mouth for help.

The cold fingertips were suddenly grasped by a small hand.

The boy was slightly stunned.

It was as if in this brief second, I was caught back to a warm reality.

He paused for two seconds and turned his face sideways.

Beautiful and clear eyes, looking at the slender and white girl beside her. In the trance-like pupils, a bright and simple face was reflected.

The girl hugged his shoulders and slept soundly, her little head leaned against him, her lips were slightly open, her little tiger teeth were snow-white, her long black hair was messy on the pillow, and her cheeks were soft and white.

Holding him like an octopus.

Her body temperature is very warm, and her sleeping face is stable and sweet.

The weightlessness in his heart slowly subsided.

Nan Huai bent his eyes slightly.

He leaned sideways, almost affectionately, wrapped his slender fingers around him, and pulled the slender girl into his arms, bowing his head around her waist.

This person by your side.

It was the only warmth in his life.

The boy's lips fell gently down her neck socket and ran down her hair.

The Great Demon King woke up in a daze, and saw the pupil close at hand, as shallow and clear as a milk cat, the person was sticky and rubbed over, and his lips fell on her forehead, the tip of his nose, and slid down again.

“……”

The girl's voice was small, with the fog of the early morning, "Ahuai? Is it dawn? ”

The soft and nasal voice made the young man's thin lips unconsciously smile, and he lowered his head and rubbed her lips, and whispered: "No, it's still early." ”

The girl tilted her head for two seconds.

"Oh," she rubbed her eyes and yawned, the snow-white little tiger teeth were cute, "then sleep, I'll get up and go into the palace at dawn......"

She hugged the boy's waist and wanted to continue sleeping.

The other party was silent, and then softly covered his thin lips and whispered, "Wife...... I don't want to sleep, I can't sleep, can I do it again......"

“?”

Yun Xia opened his eyes in surprise, stared at him blankly for a few seconds, and tilted his head: "It's almost dawn now......"

I slept late enough yesterday.

I'm going to enter the palace today.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak, but her chin was raised to seal her words, and the temperature quickly rose again.

"I just couldn't sleep, and suddenly I wanted to...... Promise me. "The cold voice is low and soft.

Wanted to do something to feel her.

I want to hug tightly, the god of his life.

Use your all to please yourself, as long as you don't get thrown away by her.

When she woke up in the morning, the girl clutched her waist and looked confused.

The people around him were in a good mood, their movements were gentle, and they personally took their wives to bathe, and then they all did the work of tidying up and dressing.

Yun Xia glanced at him, "You ...... last night Isn't something happening? ”

Nanhuai moved.

In addition to feelings, she is very sensitive in other aspects, only in the relationship is like a piece of wood.

He hummed, "I dreamed about something in the past, and I was suddenly afraid that my wife would leave me......"

The demon king looked at the beautiful boy for a few seconds.

She turned her face sideways senselessly.

The tone was flat: "No." ”