Chapter 1393: Why its not her business (2/2)
Yes, Lu Yi's vision is very unique.
It’s not that person, it doesn’t matter who, Lu Yi put her on the quilt, ”Sleep.”
”You sleep with me,” Yan Huan hugged the quilt, she did not want to sleep alone.
”Okay,” Lu Yi took off his coat and lay down, then hugged her from behind.
”Well, sleep.”
Yan Huan went to sleep with his eyes closed, and then opened again.
”You said, can she marry in the future?” Yan Huan turned over and asked Landing Yi, to tell the truth, Fang Zhu's temperament, individuals may all be far away.
”Why, you are not sleepy yet?” Lu Yi asked, pinching her face.
”What does this have to do with sleepiness?” Yan Huan wondered, ”Let's talk about Fang Zhu's problem now, then you say, if you don't marry her, if she can't marry, is it your fault, or mine?”
”Whether you marry or not, it's everyone else's business,” Lu Yi put his chin on Yan Huan's head. ”And now, Miss Yan, sleep well, don't forget, you have to wear it tomorrow. Heels from the previous day.”
”I forgot all about it,” Yan Huan had a headache when he remembered the sin he was going to suffer tomorrow. Uh, sleep fast, sleep more today, and get up early tomorrow.
She clasped Lu Yi's waist tightly and buried her face in his arms.
”Lu Yi...”
”Well,” Lu Yi caressed her hair, and returned to her.
”I had a dream.”
”What dream?”
Yan Huan twitched his long eyelashes, ”It may not be a dream, I always seem to go to a very strange place.”
”A strange place, what a strange place?” Lu Yi's fingers lightly paused, and then, if nothing had happened, she stroked them bit by bit, gently along, her hair was not knotted, she His hair is also very smooth.
”Like the Lingering Garden,” Yan Huan clasped his waist again, and finally he was almost muttering to himself.
”But I haven't been to the garden a few times, why am I so familiar there, I even know, know...”
”what do you know?”
”There was a man in that room, a woman, but I couldn't see her face...”
”You said, why do I have such a dream?”
As soon as Lu Yi's fingers stopped, he patted her back gently.
”It was just a dream,” his voice seemed to be a little light, but he never fell, it was just a dream, yes, it was just a dream, an ordinary dream, and everything in the dream was also false of.
”If you find out that it is actually a dream now, you say, what will happen to you?”
”What is your choice?”
He was asking, but Huan didn’t answer, maybe she couldn’t answer anything. She was asleep, maybe because she was too tired, so she hadn’t had that dream in a long time, and she hadn’t listened in a long time. To that voice.
At night, the sky outside was already dark, and a young man walked in from the outside. He strode forward and squinted, and he also carried a medicine chest in his hand.