1867 Tempest is not a dream

Sure enough, Yuan Changhuan soon fell asleep, and before falling asleep, Yuan Changhuan was still thinking that when he woke up, he must make a decision and tell Xie Ci that he also likes Xie Ci.

It's just that......

Courage does not mean that you will really wake up suddenly, but it depends on whether you will have courage the next day.

The average person definitely doesn't have the courage of the night before the next day.

No matter how powerful Yuan Changhuan is, in terms of feelings, she is an ordinary little girl.

No, now, Yuan Changhuan is no longer a little girl, but a little woman.

With a child and a husband, how can a woman in her twenties still be a little girl.

In Xie Ci's heart, Yuan Changhuan is still a complete little girl, and in the eyes of the world, she can already be on her own.

Even in the hearts of Yuan Changhuan's parents, this little girl has grown up.

Only in his heart, Yuan Changhuan has always been a little girl who needs to be coaxed, needs to be held in the palm of her hand, and on the tip of her heart.

No one can replace it, even if there is a child, or there will be a little girl in the future.

None of them can take Yuan Changhuan's place.

Early the next morning.

Yuan Changhuan: They were woken up by a knock on the door.

These days, Xie Ci didn't sleep well, Yuan Changhuan didn't sleep well, and finally the husband and wife could finally sleep in the same bed, even Xie Ci fell into a deep sleep.

Of course, he still knows that someone has entered the illusion.

It's just that he didn't notice that he woke up his own lady.

By the time Xie Ci wanted to go out to deal with it, Yuan Changhuan had already opened his eyes, "Is there something going on outside?" ”

Confused eyes looked at Xie Ci, and gradually sobered up.

Xie Ci patted his mother's hand, "Obediently continue to sleep for a while, and go out for your husband to have a look." ”

"Don't go out, I'll take a look." Yuan Changhuan was afraid that it would be a fold, so he pressed Xie Ci down, if she didn't guess wrong, it must be that woman who has another moth, and she doesn't want Xie Ci to care about anything about that woman anymore.

Seeing the undisguised possessiveness in his wife's eyes, Xie Ci suddenly laughed, "Okay." ”

Lie down with kindness.

The phoenix eyes looked at her shallowly, and her eyes were soft and well-behaved.

The evil man who was like a storm last night seemed to be living in her dream, and Yuan Changhuan had a moment in his mind to suspect that everything last night was her dream.

But...... Yu Guang inadvertently skimmed the dry and scabbed wound on Xie Ci's open placket, and Yuan Changhuan woke up, last night was not a dream, but a real existence.

The thank-you speech is really varied.

Sometimes, Yuan Changhuan can't tell which one is really thankful.

Instead, he thanked him, leaned on the bed, sat up slightly, leaned on the soft pillow, and turned his head to look at his own lady who was stunned and looked at him, "Yuanyuan, aren't you going out yet?" ”

"Go, let's go!"

Yuan Changhuan shook his head, quickly changed into a new dress, and walked out.

In the cage in the inner room of this bamboo house, there are many smoked dresses, which are ready for thanks, and I have to say that he has prepared them very well.

Seeing that her own lady naturally took her dress and changed her clothes, the smile on the corner of Xie Ci's lips became more and more obvious.

A faint thin lip hooked.

After Yuan Changhuan left the bamboo house, he lay down again, retracted his gaze, and seemed to be really not ready to care.

I was still worried about last night's thanks.

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