On the wide dragon bed, the little emperor fell asleep deeply.

It was quiet all around, except for the low snoring and the faint wheezing of dill.

I don't know what I dreamed of, the little emperor suddenly turned over uneasily.

muttered vaguely in his mouth, his cherry red lips pursed together, and his slender eyebrows furrowed.

What does that look like......

Let dill naturally think of the yellow-haired dog cub in the cage just now.

It seems to be a small clump of milk and fluffiness, and people can't help but want to be ravaged in the palm of their hands.

Dill stepped forward slowly, step by step towards the bed where the little emperor was lying.

She stretched out her hand and gently smoothed the wrinkles between the little emperor's brows.

As if sensing the effect of an external force, the little emperor opened his eyes in a daze.

The drowsiness is still hazy, the sight is not well adapted in the dark, and the thoughts in my mind are also a mess.

Yan Zhao rubbed his eyes, beside the bed, there seemed to be someone? Is this man familiar?

He rubbed his eyes, this time the sleepiness in his eyes faded a little, and his sober mind gradually returned.

"Aiqing?" Yan Zhao said tentatively.

Dill nodded slightly, the corners of her lips slightly raised, revealing a smile.

After the response to "Am I dreaming...... the little emperor's state became even more confused.

Because in the dream that he had only done half of it, there was Aiqing.

And now, Aiqing happened to appear in front of him.

Is it a dream, or is it reality?

Yan Zhao couldn't tell the difference, and he didn't want to tell the difference.

He stretched out his arm and grabbed Dill's wrist: "Aiqing, don't go ......"

"Heh" Dill hooked her lips and chuckled, "Your Majesty, what is this going to do?" ”

It was about the moonlight outside the window that was too beautiful, silver-plated this side of the world, and also shrouded the person in front of him in a dreamy and charming brilliance.

He looked at her, his gaze gradually wandering away from obsession, so beautiful......

and the man in his dreams...... No, it's more beautiful than the person in his dreams.

The ghost sent the gods, and Yan Zhao heard himself say, "Stay with me...... Sleep, okay? ”

"Okay." Vaguely, Yan Zhao heard the man's response.

Then, things spiraled out of control.

That body, to him, seemed to exude a fatal attraction.

There seems to be an endless treasure buried inside. And he, like the most fanatical treasure hunter, can't wait to dig ......

There was a fire in his body, burning his will and reason fiercely.

Out of control, in a single thought......

Like a hungry traveler in the desert, he saw the oasis and touched her bare, naked skin.

The slightest coolness passed through the fingertips, slowly entering the body, soothing the restlessness and heat in the heart one by one.

But that wasn't enough, such a light touch was not enough to calm the fireworks burning inside him.

He wants more.

Turning around, he deceived himself, and his thin red lips searched for it several times, and finally attached the two equally thin but incomparably sweet softness.

The broad palms clinged greedily, from top to bottom, brushing over slender necks, turning over rolling hills, skimming over gentle fields, and finally stopping at a mysterious valley......

The fiery desire urgently needed to find an outlet for catharsis, and with instinct, Yan Zhao opened the last layer of cover in the valley without a teacher.

Finally, in the next moment, the sharp weapon that has been ready to go for a long time drove straight. Enter.

At that moment, it found the peach blossom source that best matched it in the world......

Deep, tight, the feeling of being wrapped in velvet, wonderful.

At this moment, dreams and reality are intertwined, and under the composition of the dark night, the most passionate and moving music is formed.

The heat grows in the water, becoming hotter and tougher......

Moonlight poured into the window

Epiphany blooms quietly

The night is dark

He planted his treasures in her body

Wait until the next year's spring is warm

Rooting and sprouting......

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