Chapter 2672 Bandit (19)

  Before leaving, he said: "Take a good rest, I will come back tomorrow morning."

   "..."

  Someone lying on the bed covered with a quilt, silent.

   Pretending not to hear.

   Soon, he was gone.

   Here she is the only one left.

   Stuffed in the quilt, it was very airless. After he left, she lifted the quilt.

   Sit up, not sleepy.

  I always feel aggrieved.

  She hugged the quilt and looked out of the bed.

   His eyes fell on the painting hanging beside the bed, his face was expressionless, as if he was thinking about something.

Dream…

  Her fist hammered down slowly.

  Since in reality he loves to ignore her, then she...

  …

  …

  …

   Another dream.

  Jiang Ning seldom dreams anymore.

  Ever since he once had a dream about the woman he had always cared about, gradually, his dreams became less and less, less and less.

  It was as if God was playing a joke on him, the more he wanted to dream, the harder it was to dream.

  Often nights without dreams, when he wakes up, only the emptiness and loneliness of the house accompany him.

  No joy, no sorrow, no desire, no anger.

  The more I want it, the more I can't.

  He has calmed down and is able to calmly control his emotions.

   But this time...

   While his consciousness was hazy and his whole body was unable to move, he seemed to see her vaguely.

   She appeared before him in a red cloak of white velvet.

  The face is still blurry, trying to see clearly, but can't see clearly.

   There is a faint fragrance of peach blossoms in the air, and the peach blossoms fall gently to the ground.

  He leaned against the tree, slightly blindfolded, looking at her.

  She approached a little bit, covered with a veil, only showing her eyes with a slight smile.

   "Master?"

  She gently touched his face, very gentle and gentle, as gentle as the wind blowing from the tree at this moment.

  It's illusory and illusory, and it can't be grasped no matter what.

   Almost instantly, he caught her.

"It's you."

   is a dream.

   He realized that this was a dream.

   Only in dreams would she appear and come to him.

  The gorgeous and fiery person in the dream looked at him with a smile, "Who am I?"

  She was deliberately teasing him, and her white and slender fingertips gently touched his Adam's apple and moved down.

  She approached him, through the veil, as if to kiss him.

  The fragrance in the air permeates, not the fragrance of peach blossoms, but the fragrance of her body.

  He held onto her shirt tightly, and raised his jaw slightly.

  The fragile and pale neck was exposed, and the Adam's apple kept rolling, trying to cater to her.

"I miss you."

  His voice was hoarse, and he wanted to kiss her.

   Little by little, move closer.

  The woman's bright eyes are graceful, just so unhurried, hooking him.

  He raised his jaw, trying to cover it.

  She kept backing away, like a bad woman playing with an infatuated man.

  Gentle and gentle, but kept him from being close.

   Only she can take the initiative to touch him, not him.

  His body was heavy and restrained, making it difficult to get up.

  Just watching, her hand slowly landed on his lapel, as if she was teasing him, faintly.

"miss me?"

  The woman in her dream today is different from the one in the past.

   This time, she has a real sense of touch, a body temperature that can be touched by his touch, and that breath...

  He gasped slightly, his chest rose and fell, "You..."

   "Shh—"

  The bad woman who deliberately came to play with him in the dream, her finger lightly fell on his lips.

  He lost his voice, looking at her veiled face.

  In reality, he is extremely strong, like a lunatic who can't get enough of love and is a bit perverted.

   But at this moment, in the dream, in front of her, he is weak and his face is flushed.

  Like a fragile child who urgently needs compassion and care, he is very well-behaved and obedient.

  (end of this chapter)