And the strange man in front of him, Wen Zhi watched him turn into the appearance of Shang Hexing.

Her face was incredulous, and she raised her other hand to touch his face.

He didn't avoid it, and let her touch it.

Feeling her fingertips run inch by inch across his eyebrows, eyelids, the bridge of his nose, and finally on his lips, the warm and soft touch, she didn't move away for a long time.

Shang Hexing asked her, "Is this what he looks like?" ”

Wen Ori nodded: "Yes." ”

It's what he looks like, exactly the same!

Shang Hexing was very satisfied with her reaction, the two of them were close to each other, their breaths were intertwined, and the atmosphere became very subtle.

Especially the light in the wooden house was already dim, his tall figure blocked the light in half, and she was petite, beautiful and weak.

Just when Wen Weaving was staring at his face in a trance, he heard him ask a very inexplicable sentence: "Is this the life you want to live?" ”

Wen Weaving's eyes were full of confusion: "What? ”

The man was stunned by one sentence: "It rains and winds, the family is surrounded by walls, and it is destitute." ”

These four words, when you take them out alone and listen to Wen Weaving, you can understand the meaning. But when it came out of Shang Hexing's mouth, she suddenly couldn't understand it.

Isn't that where he lives now?

Why would he say that such a bad environment is the life she wants to live?

Who would have thought of living such a destitute life......

Oh no!

She suddenly remembered the last dream, her father left her a large sum of money, but the premise of getting that money was - to leave Shanghe Xing.

What did she say at the time?

She seemed to say at the time - even if you go to live a hard life, don't leave Shanghe Xing!

Suffering, day, child!

Don't...... This is the hard time she had in her dream with Shang Hexing??

Wen Zhi opened her mouth in surprise, but she didn't make a sound, she looked up and looked around, and found that the environment in the wooden house was completely in line with the three words Shang Hexing just now:

Rain and wind,

Stripped bare

Flat broke.

It turns out that the bitter days in the dream are such bitter methods......

Shang Hexing took Wen Weaving's hand out of the gourd, and her fingertips were still a little red, but she didn't hurt anymore.

He put the gourd aside and pulled a wooden stool for her: "Sit down." ”

Onori sat down.

Shang Hexing took away the kettle, replaced it with a hanging pot, skillfully mixed water into the pot, covered the lid and began to prepare today's dinner.

Wen Zhi watched him be busy in an orderly manner, and called him in a low voice: "Shang Hexing? ”

He answered, "Hmm." ”

Wen Ori asked, "What are we going to eat tonight?" ”

Shang Hexing: "There is very little rice, I will eat it when I cook it, and I will go out hunting tomorrow." ”

Wen Zhi was dumbfounded, and his voice was raised a few points: "Still hunting?" ”

Shang Hexing nodded: "There is no subsistence labor here, hunting is enough for us to survive." ”

Wen Ori's mood became lost: "This is too bitter." ”

Shang Hexing raised his eyes to look at her: "I won't let you go hungry." ”

Wen Ori pursed the corners of her lips and didn't make a sound.

After the porridge was cooked, Shang Hexing filled her with a bowl, and this time he specially reminded twice: "It's very hot, don't be in a hurry to eat." ”

Wen Wei nodded obediently: "Got it." ”

After the porridge was cold for a while, Shang Hexing also came over and sat down. He had been busy just now, sweating a little on his body, the muscles of his shoulders and arms were swelling, and his body was full of hormones.

Wen Ori swallowed, not at the porridge in the bowl, but at his shirtless figure.

She held the porridge and asked him, "Will you leave here?" ”

Shang Hexing took her a spoon and put it in a bowl: "Will leave." ”

Wen Ori asked, "Tomorrow?" ”

Shang Hexing: "I don't know. ”

Wen Ori picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl, and whispered, "It's going to be hard here." ”

Shang Hexing hummed.

Wen Ori took the opportunity to ask, "Then will you live a hard life here with me?" ”

Shang Hexing took a sip of porridge, his expression did not change, and he said lightly: "Xiao Yin is hidden in the wild, isn't it the life you want." ”

"Of course not." She replied without thinking.

Shang Hexing smiled when he heard this, even if the environment he was in was bad, it would not affect that face, and a casual smile would be extraordinarily seductive, and the exotic charm was really Gu people.

He drank the porridge in one go, put down the bowl and said to her, "You can be wherever you want, I will do whatever you want." ”

Then he got up and went to make the bed.

There was silence all around, only the firewood burning made a crackling sound from time to time, and Wen Ori lowered her head to drink porridge, and she seemed to be able to hear her own rapid heartbeat......

This wooden house leaked air, and Shang Hexing used all the boards that could be covered, which played a little role, but it was not a long-term solution.

The windows were closed, the beds were made, and the firewood was lit to keep the temperature in the house not cold, but still warm.

Shang Hexing pointed: "You sleep in the bed." ”

The wooden bed was very small, about one meter five wide, and it was actually very crowded to sleep two adults, Wen Zhi was not sure where he slept, so he asked, "What about you?" ”

Shang Hexing looked at her for a long time: "Where do you want me to sleep?" ”

Wen Ori pointed to the bed embarrassedly.

He replied, "Okay." ”

Compared with the directness and strength in every previous dream, he in this dream is like living a serious life with her, moisturizing things silently accommodating her, being good to her, following her ideas, and putting her wishes first.

Lying on the bed, he didn't move his hands and feet, and slept quietly on the outside side, without exceeding the rules and not touching her limbs.

On the contrary, it is Wen weaving, and it is itchy to turn over and over.

The load-bearing weight of the wooden bed is very low, and it will make a squeaky sound when you turn over and get up, and the quilt is also very thin, covering most of it on Wen Weaving's body, and Shang Hexing only has a corner of the quilt.

When Wen Ori turned over for the nth time, her foot accidentally kicked his leg, and she stiffened for a moment, seeing that he didn't react, and then looked up at him.

He knew that she was afraid of the dark, so he didn't turn off the light, and it was convenient for her to get up at night.

Now that Wen Ori was closer, although he didn't open his eyes, he could detect her approaching, and the faint breath was burning on his face, and soon, her restless hand also landed on his chest, slicing like a feather......

When Wen Zhi boldly swiped down, Shang Hexing intercepted her wrist with unmistakable accuracy.

He opened his eyes, looked at her close at hand, and warned in a dumb voice: "Don't make trouble." ”

Wen Ori asked him shyly, "Don't you want to?" ”

He seemed to deliberately not understand: "What do you think?" ”

In the previous dream, he was clearly strong and enthusiastic, but this time he was like a monk, and he was unmoved by her teasing.

She simply took the initiative a little more, leaned on his chest, and said an extremely bold word: "I will give you a baby." ”

Shang Hexing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Once he provoked wantonly, Wen Zhi released his nature, and his words became more and more bold: "Shang Hexing, I'll give you a mini version of you with your hair tied up, okay?" ”

The corners of Shang Hexing's mouth rose: "Then you can't regenerate a mini version of short hair." ”

She's talking about daughters.

He's talking about sons.

Wen Weaving thought about it for a while and made a decision: "Then give birth to three!" Shang Hexing, I'll give you three, okay? ”

Shang Hexing smiled and asked, "What do you think of you?" ”

Wen Zhi drew circles on his chest with his fingers: "A woman who loves a man will give birth to him, and if she doesn't love a woman, she will not give birth to a man if she dies." ”

Shang Hexing suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Zhi's waist, and before she could react, he turned over and pressed her under him.

There was a loud creak on the wooden bed, and then everything fell silent.

Onori blinked, looking at the man who was breathing heavily on top of her.

There was extreme patience between his eyebrows, and his voice became more and more hoarse: "Are you Seling Zhidi who wants me to say such things, or are you ......?"

The last few words were so mute that she could barely hear them, but she still made out what they were.

Or are you-"really in love with me?" ”

Thank you for the reward from Xingyue's baby, the next few chapters are all plots in dreams, and by the way, give birth to a baby in a dream! Hee-hee!