C93 (1/2)

At night, the moonlight shone through the window.

At this moment, Lin Zhaojun was having a beautiful dream. She dreamt of the days when she was at Pretty Zombie's Jinhui Dynasty.

Pretty Zombie always liked to press down on her when the two of them were sleeping inside the coffin.

”Ugh …” ”So heavy …”

Even in her dreams, Lin Zhaojun still felt it and couldn't help but mutter.

In her dreams, the Pretty Zombie pressed down on her body. The handsome face had a big smile on her face, revealing her dense white teeth.

Lin Zhaojun reached out and touched Pretty Zombie's face.

His face was still as cold as snow, but this cold touch, was exactly what Lin Zhaojun liked.

She liked hugging Pretty Zombie. How she wished that one day, she could make his body warm up.

Lin Zhaojun held Pretty Zombie's body tightly and recited, ”Beauty, I missed you so much … Beauty, don't worry. After I get hold of the Profound Sky Mirror, I'll go look for you in the Dark Night Dynasty … ”Beauty, you must wait for me …”

The Pretty Zombie's green eyes revealed a pensive look.

He suddenly kissed Lin Zhaojun's lips and reached out her hand to pinch Lin Zhaojun's face.

Lin Zhaojun muttered: ”Beauty, you are being mischievous again.”

The Pretty Zombie let out a low roar.

Lin Zhaojun could not help but frown. Even in her dreams, she was sleeping soundly. ”Beauty, don't be naughty.” Immediately after, Lin Zhaojun laughed again. ”Pfft … ”Beauty, it's itchy.”

Pretty Zombie pressed his face close to Lin Zhaojun's, his long and slender eyelashes blinked.

Her feather-like eyelashes gently touched Lin Zhaojun's skin.

Even the sleeping Lin Zhaojun felt that this feeling was real, as if the Pretty Zombie was right beside him.

Lin Zhaojun didn't even want to wake up.

This was because after she woke up, her Pretty Zombie would disappear.

But then, Lin Zhaojun felt her cheeks become more and more itchy, she could not help but reach out to touch it, hmm, what is this?

F * ck!

This was a hand!

Lin Zhaojun suddenly opened her eyes and saw the Pretty Zombie in her dreams smiling at her.

Was she dreaming?

Or was it a dream?

Lin Zhaojun stupidly stretched out her hands and pinched the Pretty Zombie's handsome face: ”This feeling, is as cold as ever. Beauty, is that you? Is it really you? ”

Pretty Zombie replied in a daze, ”Ang — —”

So all of this was true.

So she was not dreaming. Somehow, Lin Zhaojun suddenly burst into tears and hugged Pretty Zombie, ”Beauty, I missed you so much … ”Sob, sob …”

Pretty Zombie stuck out his tongue and licked Lin Zhaojun's tears.

The tears didn't taste good, so he didn't want to see Lin Zhaojun cry at all.

Pretty Zombie reached out his hand and wiped away Lin Zhaojun's tears.

But Lin Zhaojun's tears continued to fall as if she didn't need any money.

Pretty Zombie was also very sad. A flash of sadness passed through his green eyes. He touched Lin Zhaojun's face with an aching hand and kept wiping her tears.

After crying for a while, Lin Zhaojun finally calmed down.

She sniffled, ”Beauty, why are you here? Didn't I ask you to stay in the Dark Night Dynasty? How could you be disobedient? ”

Lin Zhaojun's eyes turned red.