Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

When she was sleeping, she was either curled up on him like an octopus, or she slept with her arms and legs spread wide open, almost occupying most of the bed by herself...

Since when did she sleep like this?

No matter how scared she is, she still stays there by herself, forming a world of her own, refusing anyone to approach...

It felt like a tiny needle pricked my heart, and a slight pain spread along the chest to the limbs and bones... [

Another thunder exploded outside, and Yin Yanyan shrank tighter, her head completely buried in the quilt. (www

Like a camel that encountered a sandstorm and buried its head in the sand, it looked funny and distressing at the same time...

It turns out that she is still so afraid of thunder--

I'm afraid this problem will stay with her for the rest of her life, and she won't be able to change it for the rest of her life...

Originally, in such weather, she would hug him tightly and bury her head in his chest for comfort.

Now, even in her sleep, subconsciously, no matter how scared she was, she would no longer hug him who was close at hand, but would hug herself tightly.

It seems that she is the only one in this world that she can rely on, and she will not rely on anyone else...

Of course, I will never trust anyone again...

Feeling sour and swollen in his heart, he stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms.

In her sleep, she seemed a little uneasy and unaccustomed. She struggled slightly, as if she wanted to push him away.

"Yan Yan, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ye Yanmo simply hugged her tightly in his arms, patted her back and comforted her softly.

As before, he would comfort her like this every thunderstorm day.

Gradually, Yin Yanyan relaxed slightly and stayed in his arms obediently.

Then, she automatically put her arms around his waist and buried her head on his chest.

She found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep again.

Ye Yanmo held her in his arms, his heart agitated one after another. Only after losing her did he realize how beautiful this kind of happiness was.

How great would it be if - I could hold her like this for the rest of my life?

Thunders exploded one after another outside. Yin Yanyan huddled in Ye Yanmo's arms, but he never woke up, sleeping like a child.[

The long eyelashes cover the eyes and face, forming a faint silhouette below.

He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her eyelashes gently, feeling the trembling of her eyelashes...

Under the surge of love, he lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, forehead, pink cheeks...

Finally, it fell lightly on her cherry red lips...

He was originally afraid of waking her up, so he just wanted to touch her lips and leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the lips touched, the soft and tender feeling made his head pound, his blood surged, and he couldn't let go...

In her sleep, Yin Yanyan felt a puppy jumping on her face and licking her randomly, and finally licked her lips unscrupulously...

She was startled, slapped him with her palm, and shouted in a powerful voice: "Stinky dog, get out of here!"

Ye Yanmo had quick hands and eyes, and he grabbed her little hand that almost slapped his face. When he heard her voice, he couldn't help but think twice!

What on earth is this girl dreaming about?

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