Sweet Adorable Wife, Please Kiss Slower!

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Through the light of lightning, he saw Fuya's whole body shrunk in the quilt, his body trembling, and every thunder would make her cry.

Si Han walked over and even carried her in the arms with a quilt.

"No, let me go!"

Fuya struggled desperately, scratching her nails on Sihan's face and body.

He didn't feel any pain, and held her tighter, patting a soothing pat on her back, "Don't be afraid, you just had a nightmare, that's not true."

His tiresome appeasement calmed Fuya's feelings of collapse.

She grabbed his hand, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Don't go..."

"Don't go, I'm here."

Fuya gasped in his arms, listening to the steady heartbeat in his chest, and her stiff brain finally began to turn.

For a long time, she looked up.

In the dim light, Si Han's face was as warm as firelight, illuminating her heart.

Is the heart beating fast, is it nervous or some other reason?

Si Han wiped the tears from her face, squinting in disgust, "It's ugly."

"you……"

One mouth, only to find his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

"Sorry, I had a nightmare, let's go."

"If you don't let go, how can I go?"

Fuya realized that she was entangled with him like a vine. She wanted to let go, but she was weak.

Si Han sighed and broke her, holding her on her lap like a child, "I can't sleep, chat?"

Fuya opened her mouth and swallowed the phrase "I don't want to talk to you" that was about to blurt out.

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about how you retaliated back."

"What do you think I will do?"

"Take a luo picture."

Hearing the words, Fuya remembered the incident when they first met, and her lips twitched a smile.

"Mistakenly guessed, I overheard Wenlian's Jinzhu going to see her tomorrow, and put a little thing in her mask to ensure that she will turn into a toad tomorrow morning, and Jinzhu will never be able to eat."

There was a smile on Sihan's eyes, "How many others?"

"They were bought by Wen Lian, I just kicked back twice."

Si Han raised his eyebrows, "Not like your style."

"So what should my style be?"

"Take a luo picture."

"...Can't you mention this?"

Si Han smiled, "No way, as soon as I see you, I will unconsciously think of how you are not wearing clothes."

Fuya picked up a pillow and smashed it, "Get out!"

"Let me ask the last question."

"What?" Fuya's expression stinks.

"What did you just dream about?"

Fuya's originally relaxed expression instantly condensed into ice, and various **** pictures flashed through her mind.

What did she dream about?

Blood, darkness, hell...

Hate is like a fire, burning.

"It's late, I'm going to sleep, you go."

She has an indifferent tone of rejection that is thousands of miles away.

At this point, she was like a hedgehog with spikes all over her body, guarding against anyone close to her.

"Are you really going to drive me away?"

Fuya didn't overdo it, his attitude was already obvious.

She does not want light, nor does she need warmth.

She should have been struggling in the dark hell, no one can be her salvation.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Fuya heard a sound of footsteps going away, followed by a sound of closing the door.

Bang!

The thunder blew again, and the white light of lightning stung Fuya's eyes, pulling her into the abyss of terror.

She hugged her curved legs and buried her face, her body trembling.