Outside the curtain, the oriole crows three or two times, and the begonias come at night to accompany the charming face. A few wisps of fragrance enter the heart and dream, and the clear light meets. The wind passes through the sparse clouds and the bright moon rises.

The water flows slowly, and I teach you together.

Come home, come home, let go of my worries.

The warm wind sneaked into the window, slightly blowing the thin gauze curtain, messing it up in the air. Through the fluttering gauze curtain, you could vaguely see that he was sleeping tightly with the woman beside him,

She lay in that firm and warm embrace.

For a long time, the slightly trembling body could not help but twitch, the squirming lips murmured to themselves, and an extremely soft murmur came from his mouth.

He noticed the uneasiness of the woman in his arms, frowned and opened his eyes suddenly, her body was trembling, and when he reached out to touch her shoulder, he could feel her fear and resistance.

He didn't know what dream she had had that made her so scared.

"don't want--"

Her hands were tightly holding the clothes on her chest, which had already been crumpled into folds in her hands. Suddenly, her eyes opened with a look of panic, and her slow breathing made her unable to settle down for a long time.

don't want?

Murong Haochen listened to her murmured words and uneasily reached out to comfort the person who was haunted by the nightmare.

Ye Yilan raised her eyes slightly, and when she saw his tender eyes, she saw a trace of bloodlust, and the picture kept reappearing in her mind.

He stood up suddenly, stepped back repeatedly, hugged his body and buried his head in it. His trembling voice, with a hint of crying, slowly came out: "Don't touch me."

Looking at her with puzzled eyes, the more scared she became and unwilling to touch him, the more he hugged her into his arms, clasping her head tightly, and the hand he put into her waist became tighter.

, lowering his voice, roared in a deep voice: "What kind of nightmare is it that scares you like this?"

She kept trying to escape in his arms, but he could only lock her in with his domineering body.

After hearing this, she gradually woke up and realized that it was all a dream.

Just now, I was still immersed in the fear in my dream, but I was locked in my arms by a warm and reassuring body, and I slowly let go of the uneasiness in my heart, and my trembling body became relaxed.

Feeling her body relax, he knew that she was afraid, and the strength in his hands gradually relaxed, just because he was afraid that her body would be uncomfortable.

"Don't be afraid, I'm by your side."

His voice sounded softly in her ears, which made her whole body and mind soothed a lot. She clasped his neck in her arms and stood up from her arms, but she still didn't dare to look at him. She was afraid that she would see the pair like those in her dream.

Eyes.

"Lan'er, can you tell me about this nightmare?"

He raised his eyes slightly and hesitated, not knowing how to say: "I..."

That nightmare was as real as being there.

All the darkness around her was filled with a little bit of white light, and she could vaguely see the figure of a person. When he turned around, his sharp dagger emitted a strong light, stinging her eyes.

The cold and arrogant figure gradually approached, and then she saw the man's face clearly - Murong Haochen

His eyes were neither tender nor disgusted as usual, but as cold-blooded as bloodthirsty. The curve of the corners of his mouth added an evil smile, and his gentle voice gradually called him, like this

With a frightening appearance and such a soft voice, I couldn't help but come forward seductively.

He hugged her body with one hand, clasped her head with the other, raised the corners of his mouth evilly, and whispered seductively in his ear: "In your heart, it turns out that the one you have always loved is Murong Haoli. I can't get it."

, and I won’t let him get it."

The cold dagger penetrated deeply. It was obviously a dream, and the pain was extremely real. She closed it slowly and wanted to reach out and touch his body, but he was getting farther and farther away from her. She wanted to tell him

, it’s a pity that there is no chance.

He stretched out his hand and stroked her face gently. Seeing that she was so secretive, he didn't want to force her. A gentle smile slowly outlined the arc: "Since you don't want to, I won't force you."

His gentleness melted her timid and restless heart. She slowly nestled in his arms, hugged his neck and refused to let go, calling softly: "Hao Chen."

"I'm here." She called, getting closer than ever before. She leaned forward and let her lips wander through her hair, murmuring affectionately. "No matter what happens, I will never leave you."

He was used to hugging her to sleep every night, kissing her on the forehead every day when he saw her sleeping soundly when he got up, and he was also used to holding her in his arms after her nightmares, and kept holding her like this...

Ye Yilan felt vaguely uneasy after hearing his words. She raised her eyes and stared into his eyes, with hesitation lingering in her heart. She pursed her lips and said slowly: "If one day,

You knew I betrayed you, but would you kill me?"

She wanted to hear his decision, but she didn't want to. They said dreams were the opposite, but all these feelings were so real that they had to scare her.

Seeing that there was no wave in his eyes, he was still staring as gracefully as jade.

He stretched out his hand to test the temperature of her forehead, and couldn't help but tease her: "But I'm scared and confused, and I always like to talk nonsense."

Putting down his hand, he said with a serious smile: "I want to know."

Looking at his move, he looked indifferent and didn't care.

Murong Haochen, why do you always talk to you about serious things? Are you always like this?

"Won't."

The smile at the corner of her mouth was wiped away lightly, and her eyes became indifferent without any affectionate rhythm. She raised her chin and looked at her: "Even if everyone can betray me, you absolutely can't. If one day you really

You betrayed me, do you think I will let you succeed?"

betray?

In his opinion, the betrayal she mentioned must be hiding something.

Everyone would betray him, except her.

There was no question of belief or disbelief here, it was something he had already determined in his heart. Everything she said was just in her memory, but he was not.

"Are everything you said true?" Why did she still feel uneasy after getting the answer? Perhaps it was because she was too guilty.

"really."

Lifting her head in his arms, he leaned down and leaned against her ear, biting her earlobe gently. The voice was extremely distant, seducing her like a charm: "The dream just now was a dream.

Do you want me to kill you?"

Shocked, Ye Yilan couldn't help but hold on to his clothes tightly. No matter how metaphorical she tried, he would still see through it.

He glanced at her hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, and there was no way to hide the smile at the corner of his mouth. He said again: "Lan'er, no matter what you do, as long as it's harmless to me, I can indulge you. But

There are some things that you know in your heart, and you should know how to deal with them."

The strength in his hands made him hug him even tighter.

Ye Yilan heard the words, and it seemed that he knew, but was afraid of testing. She lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, smiled lightly, and asked cautiously: "What are you referring to?"

Seeing her so nervous, he really wanted to see her so nervous before he could restrain her forever in his arms. The bewitching voice slowly sounded again, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"How to, fall in love with me."

Hearing this, the hand that was holding on to the hem of his clothes slowly loosened his grip, and his slightly trembling lips curved into a faint smile.

How to fall in love with him?

How should she love?

His lips were soft and numb, kissing her earlobe affectionately. She could not see through the man in front of her more and more. His hot lips slowly slid down her jaw, biting him gently.

His hands clasped the back of his neck, and the tips of their noses touched each other.

Murong Haochen looked at her lips and wanted to kiss her, but when he saw her slowly opening her mouth to speak, he restrained his actions.

Seeing this, Ye Yilan couldn't help but smile secretly and took the initiative to join his lips. He originally thought that she would kiss for a longer time, but it made him think too much.

"My heart has been tightly grasped by you and cannot escape." I don't know since when, she has been unable to escape from the prison of his love.

"It was you who captured my heart, not me." From the moment she saw her, she firmly grasped herself, which made him remain infatuated with her for so many years. "When,

Your heart can be as deep as mine is for you."

"I have never captured your heart. It has always been you who led me."

Grab her hand and put it into your already passionate heart. All bonds begin from love.

"Then dig out my heart, so that you can capture my heart forever." The affectionate eyes gradually disappeared, and a touch of pride burst out from them. "Lan'er, I have liked you since I was a child, even if

You have no impression of me. From this moment on, my image will slowly enter your mind and you will never be able to erase it. You only belong to me."

She never knew that it wasn't that she couldn't catch herself, but that she never really wanted to catch herself.

'You only belong to me'; this sentence has been lingering in her mind. She hopes that the person she loves also belongs to her, but he never belongs to her.

She should have understood all this a long time ago and still have to work hard to seek his love.

When she came to her senses, the person in front of her had already gotten out of bed and changed her clothes.

I walked to his side and stood with my bare feet on the cold ground. Seeing his expressionless face, I whispered softly: "Are you angry?"

I heard that Murong Haochen couldn't hide his smile at all, but was more helpless. Could it be that if he didn't smile, he was angry.

"Since when have you been so concerned about my mood?" Looking at her, he immediately picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them on her, held her up and let her feet stand on his own.

He held her tightly in his arms, for fear of falling her body, and stared at her affectionately. "What would happen to you if I left you forever now?"

For a moment, she didn't know how to answer, but she didn't hesitate at all: "Perhaps, I will beg you not to leave me."

She saw that there was no expression of satisfaction on his face. Could it be that he said this wrongly?
To be continued...