Tao Yaoyao soon fell asleep and fell asleep. In her dream, she lay on a soft big bed, struggled to open her eyes, and then saw a tall and straight man standing by the bed, looking down at her. He stood in the light, his face hidden in the dark, but he still had infinite brilliance. It was a soul grabbing beauty, high and cold, evil, lonely and proud, exuding the smell of abstinence. He took his time and slowly sat down beside the bed. His gestures exuded a noble spirit that people can't ignore. He raised his hand and touched her chin with his finger belly. It was a pair of beautiful and powerful hands. His fingers were as white as jade, slender and clean, his nails were neat, and his fingertips were cocooned. He stroked her BA. It seemed careless, but he raised it strongly“ Feng Shao...... "she called him and wanted to sit up, but her body seemed to be clamped by something and couldn't move for half a minute. He leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead... He stood up again and turned away. The moment he opened the door, a faint golden light poured in, and his slender and straight figure slowly disappeared in the golden light. Tao Yaoyao suddenly opened her eyes. The morning sun poured from the half open window, and the last position fell on her eyes. She narrowed her eyes and was in a daze for a moment. Just now, she dreamed of a man. Who is that man? It's like Feng Shao and Tao Yaoyao. How can you dream of Feng Shao? Mom, Yang Xiaoran may be right. She was drugged by Feng Shao... Tao Yaoyao was embarrassed. Fortunately, Feng Zhuo didn't seem to wake up at this time. Thinking of this, Tao Yaoyao felt that someone held him tightly from behind.