She always felt that there was something wrong with yesterday. She never dreamed much, but she had a very strange dream.

The dream was very real, as if it had happened.

Jun Muqian recalled the dream in her memory, and the smile on her lips was put away silently.

She remembered.

She dreamed that she had become an egg. She was working hard to break the shell. It was not easy to break the shell. As a result, she was dragged down when she was ready to fly.

Later, she seemed to dream of her father, who was very beautiful.

Later, she didn't remember anything.

Jun Mu is quite unimaginable. What dream is this? Did she also encounter a dream?

But what made her more embarrassed was that she thought she was an egg!

Now in retrospect, she was almost brainwashed by this consciousness.

No... viviparous, this seat is viviparous, not jumping out of an egg.

After three times of meditation, Jun Muqian stopped in time.

At this time, I heard Rong's light voice say, "remember?"

Fall into your ears and float like jade.

"In fact, it's nothing." Jun Mu nodded and felt that he couldn't lose face in front of the beauty any more. He thought about it and said, "I just had a dream. Did you hear me talking in my dream?"

He said solemnly, "Hey, what people say when they dream can't be taken seriously. Just listen to it as a joke."

Because I just woke up, the water mist floated in the peach blossom eyes, hazy, and the crimson color from the corners of my eyes was dizzy.

Naturally carved, charming and affectionate.

This sentence suddenly appeared in Rongqing's eyes.

He looked down at her for a long time with a cold voice: "originally, you should be dreaming."

"Ah?" Jun Mu was stunned. "What else can it be if it's not a dream? How can I really be so stupid and say I'm an egg."

She's viviparous!

As for why I dreamed that I was an egg, I must have been disturbed by Youying and candlelight.

"Well." Rong Qing seemed to think of something. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly stretched, and his tail tone rose a little. He said slowly, "is stupid?"

The tone of voice is still plain, but it shows some shallow pleasure.

"Really, light beauty, don't call me that again." Jun Muqian choked, and she said hard, "let's talk about it. You have two more to do today. Good night

It's going on the shelf. You're all gone?