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Chapter 51: Unhealthy Dreams

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    Jiangcheng is a seaside city with clear air and large temperature difference between morning and evening.

    There is always a kind of coldness in Jiangcheng in the middle of the night.

    The lights of Yuyuanyuan are bright all year round, because Yuyuanyuan covers a huge area, it looks like a bustling city that never sleeps when viewed from a distance.

    In the imperial garden, there are special servants to ensure that the lights in the imperial garden are not extinguished.

    The reason is that Miss An An is afraid of the dark.

    This habit has been upheld since Ms. An An was brought back to Yuyuanyuan when she was 12 years old.

    At this time, Qiye's room was staged a scene that was even hotter than the bustling city that never sleeps.

    Zongzheng Yu was lying halfway on the bed, with a bathrobe simply wrapped around his body, which was opened, revealing his blood-swelling figure.

    Underneath the firm chest muscles and neat eight-piece chocolate abs are two deep-curved mermaid lines, which are hidden in the baggy brown pajama pants.

    He was half lying down, holding the red wine glass in his hand, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, staring at the scene ahead with enjoyment.

    It was a young girl.

    The long black hair hung softly on the girl's frail shoulders. She was only wearing a tight red suspender, which perfectly outlined her bumpy figure.

    The girl has fair skin, red clothes, and black hair with bright and strong tones.

    There is a seductive smile on the corner of her mouth, and a pair of eyes seem to have a kind of magic power, so beautiful that people can't move their eyes, and they can't see her true face clearly.

    At this time, the girl, barefoot, stepped on the carpet, approaching him step by step, and finally put him on the bed, half-kneeling beside him, with the neckline hanging down when she bent over, and had a panoramic view of the scenery inside.

    She moved closer and began to kiss his lips, jaw, collarbone all the way down.

    Every time the soft and warm lips are kissed, it seems to revive the original thoughts of the body muscles.

    Zong Zhengyu clasped the red wine glass tightly, his expression sank, and finally clasped the girl's arm directly, turned over, and pressed her against his body.

    The red wine glass in his hand spilled onto the girl's delicate and fragile collarbone, adding a kind of sensory stimulation.

    and¡­¡­

    Just when Zong Zhengyu was about to bow his head and taste it, the girl's beautiful eyes suddenly became aggrieved, with tears in her eyes, "Qiye"

    Shouting such grievances directly made Zongzheng Yu freeze all his movements.

    When he raised his head and looked at the person below him again, that face became extremely clear.

    "An'an?"

    When he spoke, his voice trembled a little.

    However, the person under him suddenly got up and hugged Zongzheng Yu's neck, and offered to send a kiss. His sanity instantly collapsed, he threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand, and kissed the person in his arms.

    As soon as he turned over, he put the person on his body.

    A few seconds later, he pressed the man back under his body again.

    The inseparable lips slowly parted.

    He propped up his hands and looked at the girl who was kissed like a blossoming girl.

    However, the familiar face began to blur, and then changed into a face

    "Ayu"

    Zongzheng Yu opened his eyes fiercely and sat up from the bed.

    The bedroom was pitch black, and a demonic wind blew up outside the window at some point, blowing up the curtains, and at the same time, Zong Zhengyu's thoughts were separated from that dream.

    He threw off the quilt violently and entered the bathroom.

    After taking a cold shower on both sides, I calmed down temporarily.

    Simply put on a bathrobe, took ice cubes from the bar, poured whiskey, and drank half a glass.

    The entrance is extremely ice, but it turns into a kind of hotness when it enters the throat.

    It was this feeling of double heaven that allowed Zong Zhengyu to regain a little sense of reality.

    He put his left hand in the pocket of his pajama pants, and held a wine glass in his right. With a solemn expression, he stared at the magnificent scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

    The light outside the window refracted in, making this face even more stunning.

    It's just that those deep eyes hide a depth that cannot be seen through.

    Like an abyss.

    Mysterious and dangerous.

    It attracts people to explore, but also fears its danger.

    At this time, Zongzheng Yu's mind kept reappearing the dream scene.

    This dream disturbed his mind.

    He rarely dreams.

    To be precise, his sleep quality has been poor.

    ? For one thing, I have been suffering from headaches and chronic illnesses for many years.

    As in the previous days, it is rare for the disease to go crazy and irrational.

    But the headache is always there.

    Thinking about the dream at this moment, he felt the nerves in his cerebellum start to twitch.It hurts.

    Zong Zhengyu put down his wine glass and kept rubbing between his brows, but still couldn't relieve the pain.

    I don't know if it's because of that dream that shouldn't be, or the title that hasn't appeared in my life for a long time

    Zong Zhengyu walked to the cabinet, ready to get the medicine, but found that he just drank wine, so he gave up.

    When he was looking back, he saw something strange on the other side of the door.

    Zong Zhengyu frowned slightly, and walked towards the door of the room.

    As soon as the door was opened, a small body fell in.

    And this body master just appeared in his unhealthy dream, disturbing his mood now is not at peace.

    Mu An'an was originally curled up, sitting at the door of Zongzheng Yu's room, distracted, because her body was completely leaning against the door, and when Zong Zhengyu opened the door, she fell in out of habit.

    Lying on the ground with his head held high, he looked at Zong Zhengyu who stood there expressionlessly and lowered his eyes.

    Indeed

    A little embarrassing.

    Mu Anan propped up a small face in front of him, and waved to Zong Zhengyu, "Qiye, morning, oh no, good evening."

    Zong Zhengyu did not speak.

    Mu Anan continued to smile awkwardly, "I just can't sleep."

    Zong Zhengyu still didn't speak, but picked Mu An'an up from the ground, brought her back to the room, and put her on the sofa in the room.

    He casually fastened the straps of his bathrobe.

    Mu An'an peeked at Zong Zhengyu several times.

    Don't wait for Qi Ye to ask first, but confess first, "I can't sleep, and I want to talk to you about something."

    After finishing speaking, she glanced nervously at Zong Zhengyu again.

    When she was young, Mu An'an often had nightmares and couldn't fall asleep, and when she woke up, she would sit by the door of Master Qi.

    But every time he would be carried back to the room.

    In the past, Master Qi would just let her sleep in his room.

    Later, when I grew up, I stopped letting it go.

    However, if she can't sleep at night, she will still be carried back to her room by Master Qi to talk to her.

    But today Mu Anan was very nervous.

    Perhaps it was because Qiye rejected her initiative to be intimate twice.

    Zong Zhengyu went to the bar and brought the whiskey, but gave Mu Anan a glass of milk.

    "Qiye, I want to drink too."

    As soon as Mu An'an made the request, Zong Zhengyu gave her a look.

    Mu An'an didn't speak for a moment, and lowered his head to drink milk quietly.

    She didn't speak, and Qi Ye didn't take the initiative to speak.

    Two people sit on a sofa, one drinks milk, the other drinks, just so quiet, the picture is harmonious.

    Naturally, if Mu An'an hadn't been peeping at Zong Zhengyu.

    "what you want to say?"

    Qi Ye spoke first, and glanced at Mu Anan, just in time to catch Mu Anan's peeping gaze, and she looked away a little guilty.

    But only for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth again and faced Zong Zhengyu again.

    "Qiye, I want to talk about Zhong Ting."

    "Huh?" Zong Zhengyu frowned slightly.

    Mu An'an also mustered up his courage before bringing up the matter again, "That day, you got sick and had sex with you" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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