Chen Yang had a dream at night. He dreamed that Na Yu was smiling at her. Her face was pale, but her lips were bright red. He asked her again and again, "why did you choose me to go to the mansion?" after asking, he covered his face and cried. After crying, he raised his head, and his face was in a mess. He couldn't tell which one was the nose and which one was the eye.

It's also a large area of blood red. The waves are rolling towards her. In a twinkling of an eye, she sees Nayu standing on the bank smiling at her. Feng Yebai on the bank is killing people. Each knife is like chopping firewood. She looks down and sees that the waves are not flowers, but the heads are all grinning.

Frightened, she struggled to wake up from her dream, still in shock, her eyes staring like a bell.

Feng Yebai has been sleeping. He wakes up from the moment when she starts to shout "help". She is haunted by nightmares and can't wake up. She can only hold people in her arms, kiss her forehead, comfort her that she is "OK" and "not afraid" to wipe off her forehead sweat.

Shen Yang leaned into his arms, his face pressed against the cool and slippery material of his pajamas, his hand stretched out and hugged his thin waist tightly. His chest that a gradually wet, silent tears, watering in his heart, rushed out of a gap, see her cry, more sad is actually him.

"What's the matter? Have you had a nightmare? " His kiss fell between her thick hair, his hand caressing her back, softly soothing.

"I dreamed of Nayu And dream that you killed people. "

He fiercely one smothers, the heart flickers a sink, hugs her tighter, "don't be afraid, all said is a dream, you rest assured, hereafter I all don't kill people, OK?"

Unexpectedly, she shook her head in his arms. "The emperor tried every means to kill you. If you don't kill them, they will kill you."

He pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly and shook her gently, "what should I do then? You will be afraid when you see me killing people. Tomorrow you will treat me as a murderer and ignore me. What can I do? "

Unexpectedly, she raised her face and nibbled on his chin. "It's to make you stop killing people. You're a father. It's hard to rebuild your karma. If you don't offend me, I won't offend you. If you offend me Buddha will understand. It's a saint to beat and scold without fighting back. I don't want you to be a saint. "

In the evening, when he ignited the fire for him, Feng Yebai lowered his head, dragged her waist in one hand, and pinched her chin in the other hand. A hot kiss fell down, and the atmosphere suddenly became hot and dry.

At the end of the kiss, in her struggle to drown, Feng Yebai released her and listened to her again, "although I don't like Song Shu and Li Ru, they are not easy either. Go and see them if you have nothing to do And Nayu, I don't care how you feel about them, like them or hate them, but when you enter the door, it's always a family, and you still need to talk everyday. "

Feng Yebai frowned and asked her, "who taught you to say that? By those people? "

"No, no one taught me to say that. I'm not stupid. If they really taught me to say that, I can't react?" She lay flat and sighed, "you are a man. You don't understand women's sufferings. Do you know sister-in-law Zhu? She became a widow when she was young. People say that there are a lot of right and wrong in front of the widow's door. When talking to a man, she is always accused of not keeping the women's way. After all, when she enters the door, it's all your women. You can't marry them back to live as a widow. It's hard to live that day. It's better to have a common face. "

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