Luo Bai felt more and more uncomfortable.

She was running as hard as she could, trying to avoid the rapidly decreasing mountain above her head.

However, she found that no matter how she ran, the sense of oppression on her body was getting stronger and stronger.

Even a little, out of breath.

In vain, there are broken images skimmed through my mind.

Very strange pictures, broken pictures, dotted with stars.

In the shattered picture, a young man with a pale face was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, wearing a twelve black jade crowns, and was sitting on the dragon pattern throne with an expressionless face.

The screen skimmed.

This time it was replaced with an obviously antique attic.

However, in this elegant attic, there are a lot of modern filming equipment, and there are many people around, so there should be no doubt about the theater.

The black-haired and white-clothed young man stood by the window, at ease, and the snow-white carrier pigeon waved its wings and finally landed on the young man's jade-white fingers.

At this point, the picture turns again.

A dark-haired teenager in casual clothes sits in front of a computer, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, and lines of code are rapidly generated on the computer screen.

The picture shifts again.

And this time, what appeared was finally familiar to her.

In a beautiful big house, a boy in a small suit sits alone on the sofa in the living room with an English dictionary in his hand.

That's, five-year-old her!

What stunned Luo Bai was that the teenagers in all the pictures actually looked exactly like her!

Luo Bai recalled the pictures that had appeared before, and inexplicably felt familiar.

Yes, it's familiar.

It's her, it's her, and it's not her!

She is very sure that in the past 16 years, she has never worn any dragon robes and has never been filming.

Although she has read some code books, she is definitely not very familiar with the code now, at least she can't grasp the degree of the teenager's operation in the picture just now!

So the question is, who is the person in the picture?!

In another instant, all the fragments of the picture disappeared.

And a bright light suddenly appeared in front of him, and Luo Bai's eyes lit up.

Rush out.

In an instant, all the images changed.

Luo Bai looked at the chest close at hand in front of him in a daze, looking a little stunned.

This, what's the situation?!

After a moment, Luo Bai's gaze moved upward.

A little further up, there is a face of Won.

The handsome boy was still asleep, breathing shallowly.

And the constant heat from the back made Luo Bai a little confused.

The breath that spilled down her neck was as soft as a feather and rhythmic.

After another moment, Luo Bai realized that she was sleeping next to Shao Cheng, with a sense of restraint around her waist, and she looked down stiffly, as if it was the arm of the boy behind her.

It's just that, looking at the long legs that straddled over her thighs, Luo Bai's face was strange.

These long legs belong to Cheng Ling, who sleeps on her left.

And her left arm was completely held in Cheng Ling's arms.

Before, she took a pillow to cover Shao Cheng and made him into a sandwich pillow, but now it is her turn to become a sandwich human flesh.

Really, the reincarnation of heaven, who is spared by the sky.

With so many 'heavy objects' on his body, Luo Bai's brows instantly furrowed.

Looking outside, in the layers of curtains, a few wisps of light slipped in mischievously.

The night is clearly over.

Suddenly, the black-haired boy who was about to get up froze.

I heard that in the early morning, boys will have certain reactions.

I used to hear about it.

And at this moment, Luo Bai felt that this was not false at all!