Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

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Gu Mian, "..."

She came over, blinking a pair of blank eyes and asked, "What else?"

"What do you say, as a mistress, what do you do at night?"

Gu Mian, "..."

"You are hurt……"

"I hurt my head, not that, come up and undress." Tang Zui was really upset and didn't know why, just wanted to vent.

Gu Mian could only lock the door first. She lay in the quilt from the other side of the bed and took off her clothes and lay there.

"OK ... OK."

Tang Zui looked at her well-behaved and could not control it completely. He pulled down his trousers and went directly to the past. The moment he was one with her, he kissed her.

It seems that the mood from depression to death is finally so good.

In the middle of the night, Gu Mian felt strangled. When she opened her eyes, she felt that the man next to her was holding her tightly, but his body was shaking.

Gu Mian's brows frowned, and just when she wanted to wake him up, Tang Zui opened her eyes sharply and shouted, "Don't!"

Gu Mian was taken aback by him. She looked at him nervously and asked, "Have a nightmare?"

Tang was breathing drunk heavily, only to find that he had the nightmare again. Gu Mian reached out and pumped a tissue to help him sweat.

Tang Zui suddenly held her hand, Gu Mian stared nervously at him, "Do you want to stop lighting a lamp? When I was scared when I was a kid, I would open another lamp to sleep."

"No." Tang Zui just dreamed of his dead mother. After his mother died, Tang Zui hated the hospital.

He let go of Gu Mian's hand and nudged her into his arms again, put his chin on her forehead, and said mutely, "Sleep."

Gu Mian blinked, and continued to sleep without much thought.

...

Su Qianxun was still depressed after deleting her video for Long Sijue. After returning to Jinyuan, she ran to the kennel. She tried to ask Ye Gu for another video, and Ye Gu refused again firmly.

Ye Gu closed the phone after sending a text message. He knew that he had recently crossed the border. He must always keep in mind his identity and control his heart!

Su Qianxun was sullenly carrying the storm's fur, and Lord Long came in. The little girl saw him breathless, but he didn't expect him to come here.

After Sir Long came in, he walked to her, Su Qianxun turned his head and ignored him.

"This is for you, it's compensation." Long Sijue passed a small pink pistol to her.

Su Qianxun froze for a moment, and then continued to turn his head, "I don't need a toy gun!"

Long Sijue looked helplessly at a small temper, pulled her hand and put the gun in her hand. The cold feeling of metal made Su Qianxun turn her head. She couldn't believe it, "This is a real gun ? "

"Um." Long Long answered slightly.

Su Qianxun looked at the pink and silver gun from side to side, and she tried it. The size was very suitable for her. The gun that Xiao Wuxie gave her was still a bit big.

Su Qianxun found that there was still the pattern of Junying Cao on the gun, and she liked this small pistol more.

"Don't you confiscate my gun? Why give it to me again?"

"It's better to teach you than to make you wonder." Lord Long's voice was low, with a hint of dull depression.

He still remembered the gunshot that day and dreamed twice. At that time, he was not only angry, but actually more afraid, so he was even more angry because he was afraid that he would lose her like that.