In the room, Jun Yichen looked at Xiao Ling, who was sleeping on his stomach on the other side of the table, and the corners of his lips slightly outlined a beautiful arc.

Looking at her quiet and soft side face, I suddenly felt a sense of peace of mind.

"Go get a cloak." Jun Yichen glanced somewhere in the room.

I heard only a slight noise in the darkness, and then it calmed down.

In the dream, Xiao Ling felt as if he was lying on a soft white cloud, his body fluttering with the clouds, ups and downs, accompanied by a hint of soft breeze, and the scent of orchids to talk about, feeling very comfortable and peaceful.

Jun Yichen gently put the cloak on Xiao Ling's body, and there was a hint of intoxicating tenderness in his phoenix eyes.

Looking down at the woman in front of her, on the side face without powder, the skin can be blown and broken, the long eyelashes under the eyebrows are slightly upturned, and then the pink nose, and the pink lips like peach blossoms, and a small piece of neck that is as smooth as beautiful jade is slightly exposed on the collar.

For some reason, looking at her so sweet and quiet, her eyes couldn't be removed as if they were filled with lead.

Xiao Ling slowly drifted forward with the white clouds in her dream, and suddenly, the white light flashed in front of her, and a picture appeared, this picture Xiao Ling was very familiar with, it was the place where she had dreamed more than a dozen times - Cloud Cliff.

Then the picture turned, and the same scene appeared, her good friend Qin Wen failed to dodge the bullet in time and vomited blood when she was shot.

She struggled to remember on the clouds, but no matter how she struggled, her body seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and she could only look sideways at the scene that made her heart ache and she couldn't breathe.

She kept shouting, "Wenwen! Wenwen! ”

Then, the clouds slowly drifted back in her shouting, getting farther and farther away from Qin Wen, Xiao Ling was shocked: "No! Wenwen, don't..."

"Lord Wang." In the room, two figures, one yellow and one purple, were straight behind Jun Yichen.

"What's going on?" Looking at Xiao Ling, who was lying on the table and kept shouting, Jun Yichen asked with a frown.

"Back to the prince, Miss Ling has often had this nightmare for more than half a month." Lei Xiang looked worried.

"Nightmares?" Jun Yichen was slightly puzzled.

"Lord Wang, Miss Ling said before that in the nightmare, she dreamed that her good friend Qin Wen was killed at the place where she fell off the cliff, so..."

"Cloud Cliff." Jun Yichen's faint voice carried a cold air.

Seeing that she was still screaming, a thin layer of sweat was covered on her forehead, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, she was like a helpless woman who had fallen into a dark cave and was waiting for rescue, which made his heart ache slightly.

"Wake her up."

Lei Xiang immediately walked to Xiao Ling's side, patted Xiao Ling's back softly with his hand, and called softly: "Ling girl, wake up, the slave and Lei Xin are here, don't be afraid." ”

Then he stroked the ink hair behind Xiao Ling: "Don't be afraid, the slaves and maids are here." ”

Sure enough, Xiao Ling, who was still shouting, instantly quieted down, only to see her moist eyelashes tremble, and then slowly opened her eyes.

When she saw Lei Xiang who was close at hand, she didn't care about looking around, she opened her hands and hugged her waist tightly, tears kept pouring out, and she said with palpitations: "Xiangxiang, I have a nightmare again~"

Lei Xiang comforted softly: "Miss Ling, don't be afraid, it's okay now." ”

Jun Yichen was slightly frightened when she heard her crying, her thin lips pursed, and the slender figure was reflected in her dark eyes, with her hands behind her back, holding them tightly.

Xiao Ling eased up a little, sniffed, and asked with a crying voice, "Where is Xinxin?" ”

Lei Xin looked at Jun Yichen, and after Jun Yichen nodded, he quickly walked to Xiao Ling's side and said softly: "Miss Ling, the slave is here." ”

Xiao Ling just glanced at the corner of the yellow clothes out of the corner of her eyes and knew that it was her, closed her eyes and wrapped Lei Xin's waist again, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Xinxin, with you and Xiangxiang here, I'm not afraid." ”

From beginning to end, Xiao Ling didn't know that there was another person in the room, and he reached out to hold their waists even more unscrupulously, raised his pointed chin, and his eyes were slightly red: "I thought that I wouldn't have nightmares when I was drunk and went to bed, but nightmares still appeared as usual, and I don't want to sleep now, I don't want to sleep very much." ”

Lei Xiang: "Spirit girl..." She wanted to continue to comfort, but she didn't know what to say.

Lei Xin was rare and quiet again, just patting Xiao Ling's back gently.

Jun Yichen stood like an invisible person, silent, and listened quietly to what she said.

After a moment, Xiao Ling let go of the hand holding their waists, turned around, propped his hands on the table, held his little face, and looked at the position where Jun Yichen was sitting before.

"The white clothes are fluttering, the temperament is noble, and the slightest cold air exuded from his body makes people dare not approach easily, but he is so untired of looking at him."

rolled his smart eyes: "Every time your prince appears, he can amaze me, he is so handsome, he is simply the unique male god in my mind, so I use 'Jinghong' to describe him." ”

Jun Yichen's phoenix eyes flashed with surprise, it turned out that the song she sang was because of him, and she was shocked? She could really describe it, but he seemed to be satisfied.