He Has To Be Human, Right? !

Ye Ying was dumbfounded, with a dazed expression on his face.

She lowered her head and saw a haze of bright red.

The red wedding dress was beautifully embroidered, beaded and embellished with jade, and the gold thread was shining.

Ye Ying didn't know what to be shocked about now—whether she was shocked by the exquisite heavy-duty wedding dress she was wearing that couldn't be made by the most high-end Hanfu shop, or by the news she just received.

I am married?

When did it happen?

How come no one notified me?

No, it's not possible. Ye Ying took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the panic in her heart, raised her left hand, and pinched **** the back of her hand—

Sure enough, there was no pain.

She let out a long breath, wiped her cold sweat and chuckled: "I knew it, it was a dream..."

"You pinched my hand."

The pleasant voice from before sounded coolly, and Ye Ying's smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

Her neck was stiff and she couldn't move. She could only cast her eyes down and landed on her left hand.

Sure enough, she saw a long and slender hand with well-defined bones, covering her hand.

It was obviously a man's hand, Ye Ying's slightly warm body temperature came from the back of his hand.

This hand is graceful and slender, the tendons on the back of the hand are like strings, the only fly in the ointment is that there is a red spot - pinched by Ye Ying.

Ye Ying swallowed her saliva, her eyes trembled, and she followed that hand to climb up.

His thin and handsome wrists were covered by black sleeves embroidered with gold. This is a traditional Chinese dress, the workmanship is very fine, even Ye Ying, a poor country, can see that this dress is absolutely outrageously expensive.

The body covered by the dress has neat and smooth lines, narrow waist, wide shoulders, **** Adam's apple, and...

Then the line of sight gets stuck.

The phoenix crown on the top of her head was dead, the man was too tall, Ye Ying's head had been raised to the limit - the Adam's apple could be seen, it was the result of her desperately rolling her eyes.

The man sighed, and just about to say something, there was a beaming communication sound from the house. He had no choice but to pull Ye Ying into the gate of the house.

This is a Chinese-style courtyard, the courtyard is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the air is full of joy. The house is spacious, with winding corridors and pond fish landscaping.

Ye Ying was dumbfounded, Ye Ying turned pale with shock, and Ye Ying fell into deep thought.

In reality, a mansion of this level was out of reach for her, let alone living in it.

There was really no other explanation than a dream—but if it was a dream, why dreamed of a wedding?

Could it be that she hates being married to such an extent that she was fooled by a fortune teller during the day and dreamed about it at night to create such a real dream?

Then the one pulling her is the bridegroom officer she pinched for herself?

Ye Ying was dragged away by the wind, raised her empty hand, and covered her face.

The surrounding environment could not feel the depression and speechlessness in her heart, and the two quickly stood in front of the main house. A group of children rushed out of the house, sprinkled rice on the two of them, said auspicious words loudly, and chased after them with laughter.

Several soft and brisk voices sounded, distributing candies to the children. One of the voices was familiar, it was the person who helped her tidy her headdress just now.

Ye Ying was distracted for a second before being surrounded into the main room.

Through the curtain, she saw people sitting on both sides of the long mahogany table in front of her.

On the left is a slender figure in a cheongsam—the face cannot be seen clearly, but somehow, Ye Ying can feel her gaze on him.

Is this the man's parent? But look very young.

Seeing Ye Ying's gaze, she really had a sense of being a new wife, and felt a little nervous.

At this time, the left hand was gently pinched, with a sense of comfort. Ye Ying looked up at her bridegroom unexpectedly, but was forced to accept the reality by the clanging phoenix crown hair ornament on her head.

...All right, anyway, just don't show her the groom's face.

Ye Ying accepted her fate, moved her gaze to the other end of the long table, her pupils shrank suddenly!

Those sitting on it, aren't these her parents!

Ye Ying was shocked and suddenly realized.

Sure enough...Although it was unbelievably real, it was definitely a dream.

Because her hometown is two thousand kilometers away from the city where she works. It is absolutely impossible for her parents to suddenly appear in front of the coffee on the corner of the street... phew, in front of her.

Her heart has settled down, but she didn't expect her mother to be more surprised than her—the mother suddenly stood up, her eyes widened, and she pulled her wife beside her in surprise: "Did I see it wrong? That's it!" Isn't it our family?!"

She looked around at the festive red decorations with her mouth gaping, and said tremblingly, "Is this Yingying's wedding?"

After realizing that this was a dream, Ye Ying has already relaxed. She answered casually: "How fresh, why do you sit on it when someone is getting married?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Ying's mother laughed angrily: "I didn't expect you to get married one day!"

Just as Ye Ying wanted to complain about the reality of the dream, even her mother's character was so accurate, she heard a chuckle from above her head.

This man's voice was unbelievably pleasant, and Ye Ying's heart beat a few beats faster.

Only now did she realize that the other party had been holding her hand tightly. Letting go of the previous panic, Ye Ying finally remembered being shy.

When was the last time you held hands with the opposite sex? Ye Ying, the widow, shed tears in her heart.

six years.

Six years!

For six years, she has been concentrating on making money to buy a house and not on falling in love. When she regained her senses—

—I can only experience intimate contact with the opposite **** in my dreams.

Ye Ying: ...

All right, here we come.

After thinking about it, she became confident again—this is my own dream, I'll immerse myself in it, what's wrong? !

It's just that I still can't see the face of her husband in her dream, which is a bit disappointing, tsk.

Could it be that the groom looks too sorry? The dream was afraid that she would wake up in shock, so out of subconscious protection mechanism, she directly coded it?

Ye Ying was full of random thoughts, finished the procedure absent-mindedly, toasted a few glasses of wine absent-mindedly, and was led into the bridal chamber by the groom's officer amidst booing.

After the groom explained a few words to the people outside and closed the door, Ye Ying, who was sitting on the King-size bed, suddenly woke up from her thoughts.

What's going on? And a new house?

Could it be... There is a special ♂ link arranged in this dream?

This... not good!

Isn't this too exciting for a young woman who has been single for many years? !

Ye Ying suddenly became frightened, the old pervert was actually me? !

I have been single for many years, so I am already so dissatisfied with my desires? !

Ye Ying began to feel short of breath.

Countless thoughts were flying in her mind when a man with tall legs walked up to her in a few steps.

There was a nice smell on him, a cool woody aroma. At first glance, it smells like sandalwood, but it is not the same when you smell it closely.

To put it bluntly, it reminds people of Cang Bai covered with snow stars.

Ye Ying suddenly became nervous.

She involuntarily leaned back tactically, trying to distance herself, but to no avail.

The man stood in front of her, blocking the light from the dragon and phoenix candles on the table—this new house was decorated with care, and I don't know if I designed it for him...

Ye Ying's mind was full of fantasies, and she didn't realize that people were so close that they breathed and heard each other. In the next second, the slightly warm fingertips brushed across her forehead, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Ye Ying recovered and was stunned.

The curtain was lifted, and she finally... saw the groom's face.

The face in front of me was a little familiar, but more unfamiliar—after all, Ye Ying had only seen it once on a fortune-telling phone.

But obviously, looking at real people up close is much more impactful than photos.

His hair was slightly darker at the roots, and the lighter ends were outlined in gold by the light. There is a kind of quaint elegance between the brows, and the two completely different temperaments are mixed, but blended into a unique charm.

The man's eyes were extremely dark, and the edges of the pupils could not be distinguished at such a close distance. The light of the candle flame dances in it, like beautiful fireworks blooming in the dark night sky.

It was as if fireworks exploded in Ye Ying's mind.

Absolutely, this face—it's almost like Frog Seeds and Mickey Mouse Corners into Mickey Mouse Club House, so wonderful.

She completely forgot that she was still spurning her hidden attributes tens of seconds ago, and there was only one thought in her mind at this moment.

If you talk about this, I won't be sleepy anymore! !

The man looked at her straight eyebrows and stared blankly, and smiled slightly with the corners of his lips curled up. As if the spring breeze wrinkled the surface of the lake, Ye Ying's heart also melted.

His tone was gentle, and he whispered: "I have to go out to entertain them. If you are hungry, I will prepare something for you in the small refrigerator over there."

This... this is too considerate!

Is this really the character created by my single, widowed king? !

Ye Ying couldn't speak, so she could only nod her head vigorously, making the man laugh.

He stroked the back of her head gently with his fingers, stood up straight and walked away.

Ye Ying waited for him to close the door before she buried her face in the pillow and let out a silent crow.

I can! !

What kind of virtue is this, to be able to dream of such stunning beauty!

Is this something Ye Ying can watch without spending money!

No, calm down, don't act like an idiot. Ye Ying looked serious, patted her face with her hands, and forced herself to wake up.

She secretly clenched her fists—she must not wake up from this dream, she must wait for her bridegroom to come back!

But I didn't expect that it took me half a night to wait.

... until Ye Ying fell asleep.

After waking up in a daze, Ye Ying's whole body trembled before her consciousness returned.

She opened her eyes suddenly, terrified.

what's the situation? ! How did she fall asleep?

Ye Ying sat up straight in an instant, and the heavy weight on her head made her whole head shake inertially, and there was a crisp sound of "click" on her neck.

Ye Ying: "..."

She gasped in pain, and put her hands on the back of her neck.

After waking up, she realized that the noise outside had disappeared.

There was silence all around, and the wedding banquet was over.

The big red happy characters were posted everywhere, and the dragon and phoenix candles were half burned. The candlelight was dim, and the melted wax was bright red, like tears of blood on the table.

Compared with the dim candlelight in the room, the pale moonlight printed on the red curtains was even brighter.

The shadow of the candle flickered alone, and the shadows of the furniture in the room also shook, like ghosts coming to life.

There is a hazy mist around it, revealing an abnormal sense of illusion.

I don't know why, but the earlier festive energy dissipated without a trace, and the misty dream now became indescribably strange.

Without the lively atmosphere, in the silence, the bright red spread everywhere is less joyful, adding a bit of ghostly air under the beating shadows.

She is still in the new house?