Last night, the curtains were not drawn, and the sunlight slanted in, scattering on the faces of the people on the bed, An Ning's pale face had a trace of warmth under the sunlight, the long eyelashes kept trembling, and the firm little upturned nose wrinkled slightly, as if dreaming of something terrible.

"Water..."

The person on the bed whispered softly, his small body struggled, and the hair on his forehead was soaked in cold sweat.

"No, my sense of taste!"

An Ning, suddenly sat up from the bed, the little white hand stretched forward, a small face was pale, a pair of starry eyes were covered with fear, and found that it was a dream and slowly quieted down, and his lips moved, "It turned out to be a dream, I thought it was a present......

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