Chapter 1106

With a movement of his face, he reached out and tried to touch her brow.

He has the ability to read people's memories, and naturally the ability to read people's dreams. If he points this finger up, Ning Xuemo's dream at this moment will be in front of him.

At the tip of his finger, he could see the point of her eyebrow, but he stopped as if remembering something, paused for a moment, and then slowly took it back.

He remembered that the last time he read her memory, it made her angry and almost completely turned against him.

If I visit her dream without her consent now, once she knows it, I'm afraid I'll be sad again and say I don't respect her

Forget it!

It's just a dream. It's nothing.

I just didn't expect that this little girl would have a spring dream

The man in the dream is himself?

God He was indeed called divine several years ago.

But I didn't expect to hear it in her mouth at the moment.

By chance?

Or she She is the woman who once met him?!

Is her dream now a dream of a previous life?

God Jiuli can't help but want to stretch out his fingers

Ning Xuemo turns over and lies there, leaving only one back spoon for him.

Shenjiuli: "..."

This position!

She's not afraid to be held back?

Shenjiuli resolutely reached for her hand, turned her body over again, made her face up, and straightened her disordered hair on the forehead to one side. Fingertip in her brow and heart swept, in the end did not stay.

He promised that he would never touch her again. Maybe she just happened to call him "God Zun".

After all, she always called him confused, sometimes called him emperor Zun, sometimes called him great God. Maybe she mixed the two kinds of names in her dream confusion.

He looked at her little face and saw that her pretty face was getting redder and redder, her red lips were biting lightly, her red was dripping, and her eyebrows were frowning slightly

This makes his mouth dry all of a sudden!

Can't help bending down again and kissing her red lips

She "exhorted" that she actually raised her arm around his neck and warmly responded to him

She hasn't been so close to him for a long time.

Familiar, warm, fragrant, tender and attractive, her lips are as soft as tofu, tightly pestering him, her delicate body clinging to him, making his breath instantly heavier, holding her shoulder hand increased her strength

"Pain..." She whispered, "you hurt me..."

Shen Jiuli's fingers are slightly loosened. Ning Xuemo suddenly uses his strength to drag him directly to the bed, then turns over again and presses him under: "let Let me... "

Her murmur is vague and her movements are not ambiguous. Shen Jiuli squints at her riding on her body.

She's dreaming? Or wake up?

He looked at her face thoughtfully. Her hair was like a curtain on both sides of him. Her little face was red, but her eyes were slightly closed. Still dreaming?!

She is so fierce in the dream?!

For the first time in his life, he was pressed under his body by a man. He was surprised and funny.

She raised her hand and held her wobbly body. She did not speak, but only looked at her movements.

Ning Xuemo didn't open her eyes. After riding on him, she shook her hands a few times. Then she raised her hand and stroked his collar, which was always gentle and neat. She chuckled: "the buckle is so tight You are so ascetic It makes people want to strip you... "

Shenjiuli: "..."

Her little hands were soft and smooth, and she tore them all over his colla