Di Ba with an excited face, "Really? Can I go back to Di Fu? ”

"Hmph, it's possible to go to Evening Primrose."

Di Ba's face was defeated, he pursed his lips, retracted his head, and worked as a quail in the tree.

Xiyang didn't leave anyone to keep vigil when she slept, because one day when she was keeping vigil, the next day she suddenly asked her if she had nightmares from time to time and said a lot of dream words.

As a result, she later had the habit of keeping vigil without leaving anyone.

Di Junyang jumped in from the window in the dark and landed silently.

The haze of the moonlit night, the shadows are sufficient, and it is not real.

"Di Junyang."

Cold, suddenly there was a shout.

Di Junyang was so frightened that he froze in place, and his hand stretched out in mid-air to pull the mosquito net was there.

He even thought of several coping arguments.

Outcome......

"Let me go, let me go! Di Junyang, huh. ”

Di Junyang frowned, the more he listened to this, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Is it talking in a dream?

Di Junyang frowned, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and in the hazy moonlight, a certain girl, her face was pale, and it was pitiful.

The hair is stained with sweat and sticks to the face, making it look beautiful.

Di Junyang closed his eyes, and secretly said that it was incredible, he felt more and more that Xiyang, this girl, was not beautiful in any part of her body, and there was nothing that was not in line with her preferences.

Isn't this the other half that God has created for Himself?

He thought about moving his gaze to the end of the bed, where half of the sock that had been kicked off was missing, and half was hidden in the quilt.

Like peek-a-boo.

"Boo"

She was still sobbing quietly, looking pitiful and helpless.

Di Junyang reached out and put it on her face, tears rolling down his palm.

"Tsk, such a pitiful thing, I ask myself to treat you more kindly than others, but you treat me like a beast."

"Well, Di Junyang, don't."

She whispered more and more, the depth of the nightmare, unaware of her coming.

Di Junyang's brows jumped, these words sounded imaginative.

Seeing her face flushed, like a drunken flower, Di Junyang leaned over slightly, listening to her humming dream words, and unconsciously tensed.

Suddenly stood up, the secret path was really demonized.

After reciting a few words of mantra in his heart, he straightened the quilt, and sure enough, he saw the picture of himself worrying about his stomach these days.

The lonely curled toes are particularly cute, white and flawless, and the paypal-like toes are all crystal like pearls, full like dewdrops.

Di Junyang stretched out his hand and couldn't help but touch it gently, but just after touching it, he couldn't help but quickly retract his hand.

His brow furrowed, and then he closed his eyes suddenly, as if it took all his strength to pull the quilt over her feet and cover her head.

The heart beats much faster than usual.

"Water, I want to drink water." Xiyang woke up in a daze.

The mouth is dry and uncomfortable.

Di Junyang woke up, turned his gaze, and the two stared at each other for a long time, as if his appearance was not strange.

So natural and familiar, Xiyang pursed his lips aggrievedly, "I want to drink water, Di Junyang." ”

Di Junyang got up and walked outside the screen to fetch her tea, watched her gurgle and drank a big cup before continuing to lie down.

Just as he was thinking about whether to leave, he saw Xiyang sit up with a red face again, and then stretched out his arms.

Di Junyang's temples jumped, you must know that she was wearing intimate clothes when she went to bed, not to mention that she had just experienced a nightmare, sweat soaked her clothes, and her figure was messy and uneven.

What should be seen and what should not be seen seems to be unobstructed.