At this moment, Song Qing's heart beat a little fast, don't get me wrong, she was scared.

Anyone who goes out early in the morning and sees two people lying in front of the house who don't know whether they are alive or dead, can not help but have a fast heartbeat.

Song Qing raised his foot and stepped over the man's legs, walked to the man's side and bent down to look at him, just glanced at Song Qing and instantly took a step back.

She held out her hand and pointed at the man lying on the ground, and his hand trembled a little.

It's a pity that I want to say something, I feel that my throat is a little blocked, and I can't say a word.

How is he?

Mom, I may have encountered something unclean again.

When I got up early in the morning and opened the door, I saw two people lying on the ground in front of my house, which was not the most important thing.

Most importantly, why is the man in black who was seen in the picture last night lying in front of her house at this time?

Song Qing stiffly glanced at the man lying on the ground again.

Long inky hair was scattered on the ground, and golden tassels hung from the long black hair of the Bauhinia Jade Crown.

Black costumes, gold wire trim, unicorn totems, and a handsome face comparable to a big star.

That's right, it's the man who slept quietly under the pomegranate tree in the picture last night.

Song Qing subconsciously took a step back, and then looked at the boy he was holding in his arms, which was also dressed in black, but what kind of dragon robe was he wearing?

When he saw the boy's appearance for the first time, Song Qing was stunned for a moment.

There is only one sentence in his head, this child is so good-looking, and he looks very similar to the man holding him, it should be father and son.

Looking at the boy, I don't know why Song Qing seemed to have been hit in the depths of his heart, and he actually had a very sour feeling.

Looking at the cute child, Song Qing unconsciously stepped forward and subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the little boy's face gently.

Even Song Qing didn't understand what happened to her just now, and the man who couldn't be explained by science last night was lying at the door of her house at this time.

She should have been scared, but she stepped forward unconsciously.

The main thing is that she also reached out and touched the little boy's face and rubbed the oil.

¬_¬'Could it be that I still have some strange aunt attributes?

conscience, suddenly feeling condemned.

But the touch under the hand is really good.

And it's real, it's still hot.

Wait a minute?

Really.

That means it's not a ghost?

So it's a person lying at the door of her house?

Song Qing took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to poke the man's chest.

After Song poked lightly twice, he found that the other party was indeed a person, and his fear was swept away in an instant.

She is just afraid of Ah Piao when she grows so big, since the other party is a human, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Song Qing directly reached out and pushed the man, "Hey, wake up." ”

Who the hell are these two?

Why lie in front of her house early in the morning, and still wear ancient costumes. Could it be an actor, but with this man's appearance, if he was an actor, he would have become a big star a long time ago.

It's just that Song Qing is sure that he hasn't seen him on TV, is he an actor or not?

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's an actor or not." After all, it has nothing to do with yourself.

Last night was more terrifying than this, and now it's just two people lying in front of the house when they get up early in the morning, and they suddenly feel like nothing when they think about it.

"Why can't you wake up?"

"In this case, do you want to call an ambulance? But looking at the ruddy face, it doesn't look like he's in a coma. ”

The voice in his ears was familiar to him.

Madam?

Or rather, he was dreaming again, otherwise why did he hear his wife's voice?

Zhao Cheng's fingers moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, his gaze froze, and Zhao Cheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to stroke Song Qing's cheek.