What is he talking about? She didn't understand at all!

"-Phoenix, you misunderstood, you must have misunderstood something!"

Qing Wei pushed the phoenix dove away in a panic, but who knew that the love silk tied to her right arm actually entangled her with the phoenix dove!

The more she broke free, the more the red eros entangled!

Wrapped in the back, she can't breathe no matter what!

Love silk pressed her body firmly in front of the phoenix's chest, his heart beat hot, and his skin burned her whole body through the thin clothes.

His big palm clinged to her shoulder, and Qing Wei's eyes widened suddenly, only to find that he didn't have much clothes on his body! Frightened by his sudden frivolity.

He said, "Don't be afraid. ”

Aoi, Aoi?

How could he recognize himself as a green sunflower?

She hurriedly took a look in the mirror and found that she was the same as before, the peeled skin seemed to fit her face well.

No

She wasn't skinned at all......

It's a dream.

The dove is fake,

Dream self...... Also fake!

……

"-Miss!!"

“——！！！”

An urgent call pulled her out of her dream.

Qing Wei opened his eyes, and was pierced by the sunlight outside the house, and his eyes quickly closed. She felt like she was drenched in sweat, like she was having a nightmare.

But if you think about it, you can't think about it.

Immortals are not likely to dream, after all, most of those who can be gods and immortals have no obsession.

That is, if there is no obsession, there will be no nightmares entangled.

But she can't even remember anything in her dreams, which means that she is obsessed or not obsessed?

Is it put down, or is it not put down?

Qing Wei thought about it, but only felt a headache.

She rubbed the corners of her forehead, and when she was a little better, she straightened her clothes and prepared to wash up.

Only then did I find that I slept quickly yesterday, and the ornaments on my head were still on my head, and I was pulled so indiscriminately by her, and my hair hurt at the roots.

She looked at Qiqiao standing beside her, eager and annoyed, and beckoned, "You come to help me get it, I can't get it." ”

Qiqiao shook his head, "Miss, I don't have time to worry about this idle matter, my uncle is here!"

My uncle was waiting for you outside all morning! Right now, noon has passed, and it's going to be afternoon, and Qiqiao has woken up the young lady. ”

Qing Wei was puzzled by Qiqiao's words, and tinkered with the hairpin on his hair, "He will come, he will wait if he wants, what do I have to do with my aunt and grandmother!" ”

"But ......" Qiqiao looked at Qing Wei anxiously, but she didn't know how to talk to her young lady.

Qing Wei rolled his eyes and waved his hand to drive Qiqiao over.

"Even if he wants to come to see Ben Shangxian, he has to wait for Ben Shangxian to sort it out."

Qiqiao still wanted to say something, it can be seen that her young lady is so persistent, so she has to wait for a while after wronging her uncle. Anyway, my uncle waited for several hours, and it wasn't too long.

"—wait!" Qing Wei called Qiqiao, "What is that dead roast chicken going to do here?" ”

Qiqiao lowered his head and thought carefully: "From standing before dawn to now, I have not rested, and I should apologize to the young lady......"

Qing Wei hurriedly interrupted her, "-No need!" You help me drive him away, saying that Ben Shangxian is sick and no one will see him. ”

She vaguely felt as if she had dreamed of this dead roast chicken in her dreams, and dreamed that he was still having nightmares!

It was originally unpleasant yesterday, but today he sent ****!

What an evil door! She didn't want to see him!

"Uncle has been waiting for so long, this ......" Qiqiao was a little embarrassed.