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In the end, it was only then that Qin Wuchang was able to see that the scene within the illusion was actually from the depths of the pool.

"Plop!"

At that instant, Tan Wuhuan fell to the ground. Without any warning or warning, she fell to the ground.

When Yan Qingchen heard that voice, he saw Tan Wuhuan lying on the ground, completely devoid of blood.

He suddenly tightened his chest and ran towards her in large strides, hugging her body.

Her slightly cold body, when she saw the tear stains on her face, was stupefied.

What happened?!

Yan Qingchen trembled as he held her breath.

She was still alive.

Yan Qingchen hurriedly carried her and prepared to leave this strange place. However, at that instant, thunder rumbled in all directions and a torrential downpour suddenly came.

Yan Qingchen looked at the trembling figure in his arms and could not help but feel his heart tighten. Countless butterflies swarmed his arms, and Yan Qingchen followed the direction of the butterflies to see a flat place in the greenhouse.

Without slacking off, he walked in with Qin Wuhuan in his arms and sat down in the flower room.

As the rain fell, Yan Qingchen furrowed his brows, looking at the people in his embrace and then at the damned weather outside.

"No …" "No."

Qin Wuhuan's unconscious mumbling alarmed Yan Qingchen, who had been frightened out of his wits.

Yan Qingchen lightly patted her face in an attempt to wake her up. However, the Tan Wu Huan did not show any signs of waking up. Instead, it greedily squeezed closer to his chest, trying to take in his breath.

Yan Qingchen's entire body froze. Although the ground was not wet, he could not bear to put her down. Thus, he just quietly hugged her in his arms, as if he was in a dream.

When he thought of that moment in his dreams, Yan Qingchen's breathing unconsciously quickened. Looking at that peaceful face in his arms, he found it hard to breathe.

Her tear-stained eyelashes, her small white face, her perky nose, and her lips were like poppies growing outside, bewitching and seducing him.

After an unknown period of time, he was dumbfounded. He knew that she was not feeling well and had never thought that he would behave like a beast, but at this moment, he actually bent over and kissed her.

The thunder outside was still thundering, but he heard his own drumming heart beating, and it was about to burst out of his chest.

As for the Tan Wu Huan, she was consciously opening her little mouth and coordinating with it.

All of Yan Qingchen's intellect was blown away. It was as sweet as the smell in his dream, causing him to feel nervous. He probed her with his small tongue. If she did not have her eyes closed, Yan Qingchen would have suspected that she was doing it on purpose.

As his breathing became heavier, Yan Qingchen hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

That burning feeling burst forth.

Not only did the kiss not release her, it only increased her desire for more.

Lowering her eyes, she looked at her small face, which had gone from pale to blushing.

"Woo woo …"

Only then did she struggle in a daze. Her weak little hand pushed against his chest.

The more she struggled, the fiercer she became. This was until she finally spoke.

He had completely awakened Yan Qingchen who had turned into a wild beast.

She abruptly pushed it away and looked at her flushed face, which was as red as a rose's.

All sorts of images flashed through her mind. It was as if they were being edited, and she was extremely confused. She raised her heavy eyelids, and as a stream of white light entered her vision, it was unable to focus.

"You …"

It was a very soft sound, but when Yan Qingchen heard it, she was fine. The ecstasy in her heart suddenly exploded.

In the next instant, his entire body went stiff.

The reason for that was because, as the Qin Wuming touched his face, she was crying out at the same time.

"Ji Lingxiao."

Her small, cottony hands caressed the side of his face. Her misty eyes could not find him.

"Ji Lingxiao, is that you? Only you would hug and kiss me like that …"

Qin Wuhuan's grumbling tone and her little girl's charming demeanor.

Yan Qingchen felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his heart, and anger ignited in his chest. However, there was nowhere for him to vent it all because he was unwilling to abandon her.

She had someone in her heart.

That person's name was Ji Lingxiao.

The confused Tan Wuhuan could not differentiate between reality and reality and continued to spout nonsense.

"If only he was like you, that damned Yan Qingchen, how come he couldn't see me?"

"…"

The man whose name was suddenly mentioned became numb once again.

He didn't even dare to blink as he stared at her, afraid that it was just a figment of his imagination.

"Ji Lingxiao, can you kiss me again? I really miss you …"

Qin Wuhuan raised her red lips. Yan Qingchen had clearly wanted to dodge the attack, but he was frozen in place and unable to move.

"Why can't Yan Qingchen be as gentle as you?"

Boom!

Being provoked, Yan Qingchen felt as if all the nerves in his head had been broken.

Kissing back indiscriminately, as crazy as in a dream, without a care in the world.

Qin Wuhuan had a beautiful dream... Or perhaps it was a dream.

In her dream, Yan Qingchen was tasting her inch by inch. He spared no effort in coaxing her and was also treating her with extreme gentleness. It was not like he was plundering her in his dream, but was instead full of pity and doting on her.

Long dreams, every breath, every hug was sweet to the heart.

When the beast woke up, it was pitch black.

He felt exhausted, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He stretched lazily, feeling that his body was still warm. Suddenly, he felt a little bit more awake.

F * ck, I've gotten all the memories from Spring Dream.

Qin Wuhuan lowered her head to look at her clothes.

As expected, they were organized …

But why did all the feelings on her body seem so real? It couldn't be that she was too lustful and lustful … Did he squeeze it for himself?!

Tan Wu Huan looked around and immediately saw the black shadow that was sitting at the entrance of the flower room.

"Yan Qingchen?"

Qin Wuhuan cried out in confusion. She only felt the shadow in the darkness tremble, and only after a few seconds did she turn her head to look at her.

His dark eyes were still as bright as ever in the night.

"Why am I … Did you fall asleep? "

As she spoke, the scene of her fainting away came back to her.

Where was the old butterfly? What did that picture mean? Why was Yan Qingchen crying inside?

Tan Wu Huan suddenly got up, leaning on Yan Qing Chen. Her legs were a little weak, and she pounced towards Yan Qing Chen, full of energy.

A fiery hot memory suddenly appeared.

Liar, she really did seem to have done that shameful thing with Yan Qingchen. Otherwise, how could it be so real? Even the scent on his body still lingered.

"What are you doing!"

His displeased voice was completely different from what he had heard in his dreams.

"…" Qin Wuhuan was cursing the heavens.

She straightened up and looked at him.

It was too dark to see the true color of that person's face. Qin Wuhuan felt extremely depressed in her heart, yet she didn't know what to say.

We can't ask, are we asleep?