In the darkness of the night, the stars were lit up.

On his cheeks were his palms, long scars, marks that could not be ignored. The lips are slightly astringent and warm, and it is also a taste that is difficult to ignore, gently touched and rubbed repeatedly.

The world loses its voice, and she forgets the action. But the next moment, she opened her eyes sharply and pushed him away......

Then, back to the darkness, palms to her cheeks, lips to teeth without saying a word, and the cycle repeated.

Finally, Shen Sihuan pushed a little hard this time, she rolled out of bed, and she woke up from the nightmare of endless reincarnation.

She must have repeated the same dream hundreds of times that night. So much so that she sat on the ground at the moment, facing the quiet room, wondering in a trance whether she had hid in the closet last night, and whether it had really happened.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the morning, and Wen Yan was not in the room.

She patted her head, if it was really a dream, then she was too ............... Lust is so daring, could it be that he has been with Wen Yan for a long time, and he silently has a shy mind about him???

Amitabha, Hallelujah, do you want to ask the person concerned for verification?

At this time, the party said that it was there, and the room card swiped the "Didi" sound of the sensor, and the door was gently opened.

Wen Yan cautiously closed the door and walked into the bedroom with a cup of plastic stuff. Shen Xihuan lay on the bed "quietly", the quilt covered most of his face, and only a pair of closed eyes were revealed-

The eyes were closed with great force, the eyelashes couldn't stop fluttering, and the eyeballs slipped and turned half a circle under the eyelids.

He smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed, rubbing the cup against her cheek, and she couldn't help but shake a little, but she still held on to her eyes.

"When you wake up, get up, wash up, drink some porridge oil, and then, take you to meet someone."

She silently opened her eyes and yawned slowly, wanting to show that she had just woken up. Then, she took the cup of warm porridge oil, put it on the bedside table, and ran into the bathroom with a puff of smoke.

Soon, she came out after washing up and changed her clothes. She stole a glance at his expression as she inserted the straw into the cup. Looking as usual, should she ask?

Wouldn't it be humiliating if it was really her dream?

What would he think of her?

A lewd potato essence who covets his beauty and wants to kiss the fragrance?

She sang the tangled inner drama all the way, followed Wen Yan step by step, and came to a farmhouse restaurant. The waiter led them to a corner of the courtyard, where a screen enclosed a small world of its own.

At this time, a little brother who served the food walked straight to the middle of the room, passing by them, but Shen Sihuan didn't even raise his head, and continued to follow the little brother. Wen Yan reached out and grabbed her by the collar, chuckling and grabbed her back to his side.

Looking at her soulless appearance, she ran away with someone without paying attention~

Reluctantly, he pulled out the straw she had bitten into her mouth, handed it to the waiter along with the disposable cup, and then took her hand and walked into the screen.

There were already two people sitting inside, one was a middle-aged uncle in a wheelchair, and the other was a young man smiling slightly.

Shen Sihuan's eyes wandered around, stopping at the uncle's face, and about five seconds later, she woke up like a dream. But soon he was even more trance-like, and silently made a conclusion in his heart:

It seems that she is still dreaming, in the dream she actually wants to have lunch with her idol Li Yan......