Chapter 1702： Dream and reality are opposite? (1)

Mu Xiaoxiao snorted and said, "No, I and Qi Qing won't grab anything, she must have dreamed that you grab her food and eat it."

Yin Shaoxing agreed with this.

Mo Xiaomeng also woke up there, probably hearing the voice of their chat, opened his eyes, and looked around a little dumbly.

Ye Sijue held her, kissed her on the cheek, and said something against her ear.

Mo Xiaomeng struck him with his head.

The actions of the two were full of tenderness.

Song Shijun was trying to wake up Han Qiqing, but felt something was wrong.

He looked down and found that Qi Qing's forehead was sweating a lot, and shook his head lightly, and he kept saying something in his mouth.

"Hey, Qiqing? You wake up." He quickly patted her cheek.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoxiao also looked over.

Everyone was immediately worried about Qi Qing.

Song Shijun frowned. "I don't know what happened to her. She sweats a lot."

After he took several photos in a row, Han Qiqing woke up suddenly, breathing heavily, his pupils tightening.

"Qi Qing, are you all right? Have nightmares?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked with concern.

Han Qiqing didn't move as if he had been spotted.

Song Shijun couldn't help thinking of the bad place, "Should this house not be so clean ..."

The voice just fell, as if a gloomy wind swept over.

Yin Shaoxian glanced at him, "Don't talk nonsense, it will scare the little one."

Little courage is most afraid of these.

Han Qiqing turned his eyes and looked at them, as if he had recovered his reason from the loss of mind, but his eyes were a little muddy, as if many thoughts had settled.

She was exhausted, but ripped the corner of her mouth and said to them, "I'm fine, it seems like a nightmare ..."

"What terrible nightmare did you have?" Song Shijun wondered.

Han Qiqing groaned, shook his head and said, "I can't remember it, just remember it was a nightmare, a terrible nightmare ..."

Mu Xiaoxiao saw her features crumpled into a ball, and said distressedly, "Don't think about it, just think of nightmares, don't think about it, it's not good to think of it."

Mo Xiaomeng also nodded and said, "Huh, Qi Qing, don't think about it. Forget about it. Nightmares are the opposite of reality."

Song Shijun got up and entered the living room. When he returned, he had a hot towel in his hand.

He handed Qi Qing his sweat.

"Thank you." Han Qiqing still looked a little dazzling, and it seemed that the nightmare had some influence on her.

Mu Xiaoxiao thought for a while, smiled and changed the topic, "Qi Qing, we just talked about what you want to eat? You should be hungry, too?"

Han Qiqing looked up at her, and her reaction was a little slow.

"Whatever you eat ... I can do it, just take your idea."

Mo Xiaomeng suggested, "Don't you say there is a winter festival nearby? Let's go and see, maybe there are a lot of delicious food."

Going out to lively places can also distract Qi Qing's attention.

"Well, what about Qi Qing?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked.

Han Qiqing smiled and said, "Yes, it should be quite fun."

So the party decided to go to that winter festival.

The sun was gradually sinking west, and the sky was stained with an orange light, which was very beautiful.

Mu Xiaoxiao poured a glass of water for Han Qiqing, "Qiqing, are you really okay?"

Han Qiqing shook his head. "I just ... was thinking about that nightmare. I always thought it was important, but I couldn't remember it."