Chapter 1345 (1/2)

Before she had finished speaking, she heard a sharp knock at the door.

There is no doubt that it is by dreams.

Qiao Ling put out his finger and gave me a ”Shh”, then opened his mouth to simulate a beautiful little purr.

I couldn't help laughing, but I thought it was fun. I also snored for two times. The decibel value was quite high.

After a few knocks, Yumeng stops and shouts, ”what are you doing? What are you doing. Open the door for me! Zhao long, open the door! ”

Joring took my arm and stressed, ”the door can be opened. But people you have to take away. I want to sleep alone. ”

I wryly smile: ”do you so disgust our family from dream?”

Qiao Lingzhen has a word to say: ”it's not disgust! Yes -- ”she didn't go on, but smiled strangely.

I got up and went to the door. I opened the door.

From dream already angry facial expression iron blue, one pulls my arm, starts to ask a teacher to sin to me: ”you in the end want to make what famous hall!”

However, Qiao Ling hurriedly trotted to the door and closed it.

By the dream will be a hand on the door, frown way: ”Qiao Ling these days, how so strange?”

I echoed, ”I think so, too.”

Back in the room, we sat on the bed, put our hands on our knees by the dream, murmured our mouth, like an abandoned angel, who was extremely aggrieved.

She said to herself: I don't think I offended her. Why isn't she with me?

I took a cigarette in my mouth and stroked it with my dream's hand: ”don't smoke, choke. Smoke

I obediently put out the smoke and gently grasped the shoulder of the dream: ”I'll open another room for you. You don't want to stay with me anyway. ”

From dream face a red: ”say what!”! Who said he didn't want to be with you? ”

I said, ”I didn't see it.”

From the dream stand up, frown tight for a moment, as if made a major decision: ”I will sleep here tonight! How I love you! ”

After that, he sat back on the bed, quickly took off his shoes, and came to a beautiful body swing. He turned to lie on the bed and pulled the quilt on his body.

I sighed a little, facing Youmeng, and stroked her cheek: ”then you are not a sheep in a tiger's mouth?”

”By dream red face way:” warning you, don't have any to this girl's existence any illegitimate thought

I wryly smile: ”you see, we all already have that what not, why do you still so repel me?”

From the dream smile scolded a ”fool”, then turned the body past.

I read her shyness and took off her shoes and socks and went to bed quickly. The fragrance of the dream makes me feel like I'm dreaming. Looking back on our love process, I think this day is hard won. Maybe I should thank Qiao Lingna.

I gently grasped the shoulder of the dream, and the dream struggled symbolically twice, but I didn't resist any more.

I said, ”my wife, look back.”

Shake your head from the dream.

I continued to urge, ”turn around and let me have a good look at you.”

Moved by the body of the dream, perhaps because of shyness, she did not turn around. I put more force on my hand, and she turned half pushed, and her face suddenly became red Fuji.

From the dream dare not look at my eyes directly: ”strange.”

I held her gently: ”nothing wrong. You're my wife. ”

From the quilt, the dream reached out a hand, stroked my cheek, and said: ”you, you really will, will you love me forever?”

I was shocked for a moment: ”silly girl, how can I ask such a question without technological content? Still need to ask, this life, you are my only one. ”

”Is it true?” said Yu Meng

I nodded, ”I swear.” I will put my dream hand on my chest: ”can you feel it?”

”Ping Ping, how can your heart jump so fast?” murmured dream lovingly

I said: ”silly wife! My heart rate has not been normal since I met you. ”

From dream smile scold: ”poor mouth king!”

I stroked her delicate cheek and said, ”no pauper.”

From the dream pulled my arm, pillow under his head, adjusted the position, smiled happily: ”comfortable. Since then, I don't need a pillow. Your arm is a living pillow. ”

I said, ”it's a great honor!”

Lonely night, hiding too much tenderness.

How many love words, how many warm whisper. For the first time, in this way, we hold each other tightly.

It's like a dream, but it's as real as that.

I have a kind of feeling that I want to cry. The one in my arms is as lovely as a dream, as shy as that. Dream and reality coexist, passion and ambiguity coexist.

We seem to have reached a kind of special tacit understanding, talking to each other.