"Sleeping pills?" Xie Wuyan repeated.
Shen Wanqing opened her eyes and said nonsense: "Enen."
"I understand."
Xie Wuyan clasped Shen Wanqing's waist, hugged her tightly like a pillow, put her head on her shoulder, and closed her eyes: "Then go to sleep."
hmmmm?
According to the current atmosphere, this sentence is automatically translated into the roar of the train in the ear, and the color pictures composed of some English that I see in modern times are automatically circulated in my mind.
Shen Wanqing's heart was suddenly alarmed, and resistance was written all over her body. After all, there is no such part in the drama, and she is a serious actor, and she does not accept films of this level.
But Xie Wuyan was much taller than her, and when she hugged someone like this, Shen Wanqing curled up into his arms like a cat, her waist was still clasped by his hands, and she couldn't move at all.
She struggled, like a kitten tickling.
Xie Wuyan frowned slightly, pinched the soft flesh on her waist, Shen Wanqing immediately stiffened, and did not dare to move anymore.
She choked up and tried to convince people: "It's like this, I don't think men and women are inseparable."
"Really?" Xie Wuyan's chin rested on her shoulder, and she felt her eardrums vibrate when she spoke, "They are all from Jianghu, so don't be so restrained."
Shen Wanqing: I always feel that this is very familiar, as if someone has said it before.
Xie Wuyan: "You said it."
... Shen Wanqing, who was guessed and successfully answered, almost burst into tears, but she didn't expect this ancestor to have a very good memory in addition to revenge.
She thought for a while, although she was ashamed, she still had to tell the truth in this case, lest the ancestors would kill him after he reacted.
So Shen Wanqing twisted her body and tried to separate from Xie Wuyan.
The back of this skirt was originally empty, but when it moved like this, it stuck closer to Xie Wuyan's chest, and the person who scratched it was numb.
Xie Wuyan frowned, lowered his head and bit Shen Wanqing's neck lightly, with a bit of impatience in his tone: "Don't move."
Shen Wanqing didn't dare to move.
Done.
With just this, she has gone through all the processes in her mind, from lustful chattering in her ears to wringing her neck after she wakes up.
As soon as she fell into despair, her thoughts began to diverge again.
I don't know why if someone else tossed herself so much, she would definitely be pulling her hair, pinching the other's neck and wrestling into a ball. But when Xie Wuyan held himself in his arms like a cat, Shen Wanqing did not have any strong resistance.
She was even a little terrified about her own reaction. Could it be because she woke up every night and found Xie Wuyan hanging up next to her, and now she is gradually getting used to it? Does she also suffer from Stockholm syndrome like the heroine of abuse
Shen Wanqing could not accept it.
After much deliberation, there is only one most suitable answer. Because if someone else struggled on their own, they might still be able to fight or burn all the jade, but Xie Wuyan couldn't beat her, and she might have died on the spot.
Yes it must be.
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he is so comfortable with Xie Wuyan lying next to him.
Shen Wanqing thought about it for a while, if she was the coquettish and charming type, she might still have some hope of surviving. By the way, she captured Xie Wuyan's heart, and since then she has become his beloved wife, and she may be able to turn against him by the way.
But she is not.
And although there are a lot of swear words in the mouth, in fact, the mind is blank, and all the knowledge reserves in this area are limited to hilarity.
Even the physiology class that Mammy was holding on to teaching this morning completely forgot.
So she was lying on the bed with a lifeless expression on her face, with a deadly expression of 'Come on, I have no hope anyway' on her face.
Xie Wuyan frowned: "What are you doing?"
Shen Wanqing: "I regret why I didn't listen to the class well."
I don't know where this sentence hit Xie Wuyan's laugh. He smiled so much that he pressed his forehead against her neck, and the hands around her waist were shaking slightly.
After a long time, he raised his head, and his tone was full of teasing: "Okay, this poor spice has no effect on me."
This sentence made Shen Wanqing's dull pupils light up instantly, she turned over excitedly, and looked at Xie Wuyan: "Really?"
"Otherwise." Xie Wuyan sneered, "If any rubbish can affect me, I've died a long time ago. I don't know how many times."
As he said that, he pulled back the hand on Shen Wanqing's waist and put it on the back of his head: "Go to sleep, I'm too lazy to stay up all night with you playing that ragged chess piece."
Shen Wanqing felt very moved.
The stamina to survive the catastrophe came up, making her whole person slack. So she lay on the bed with peace of mind, touched her waist, felt a little cold, so she hummed half of the quilt from Xie Wuyan and covered it.
Then he turned his body over again, and the whole person rolled into a roll.
Xie Wuyan looked at Shen Wanqing, who was lying in a ball with peace of mind beside him, and fell into contemplation. Maybe it was because she was too calm, but Xie Wuyan was not calm.
Shen Wanqing's whole body was wrapped like a mochi ball, and it looked like a very tactile pillow.
Xie Wuyan stared at her for a while, then stretched out his hand and took the "pillow" into his arms. After finding that it felt really good, he simply didn't bother to let go.
Shen Wanqing's whole body jolted, and she opened her eyes. After reacting, she thought Xie Wuyan couldn't sleep because of the pain of the sealing curse, so she didn't shout, she changed her posture and continued to close her eyes.
After a while, she suddenly realized something was wrong.
The head was dizzy, and there was a vague heat, which was shallow at first, and then came up in waves and spread to my mind.
…and many more.
This sachet is indeed useless to Xie Wuyan, but it is useful to her, she is not a boss!
Shen Wanqing wanted to open her eyes.
But she found that her eyes were filled with lead, and she couldn't open them at all. But it's not because of tiredness and sleepiness, it's more like a ghost-press-like feeling, clearly conscious but unable to move.
She gradually realized that something was wrong.
If it's because of the aphrodisiac in the sachet, it shouldn't be the reaction.
Originally, it should have been darkness, but like a fog, another scene soon appeared, like in a dream.
But Shen Wanqing could clearly feel that this was not a dream.
The hot and dry breath is still there, but not in the body, but in the mind.
Shen Wanqing can be sure.
This is not because of sachets, but because of sorcery.
So is the murder of the monsters in the Full Moon Tower related to the dream
The scene in front of me gradually became clearer.
The bath, the moon shadow, the red tent, and wearing only a single shirt, with a temperament that can make people shout 'I can', Xie Wuyan? ?
Grass.
Shen Wanqing cursed out a dirty word.
illusion.
And why is the object of Chunmeng this thing
This monster doesn't understand girls' hearts too much. Isn't it a nightmare to put this ancestor in a dream
Shen Wanqing instinctively wanted to slip away, but her body walked towards Xie Wuyan as if she would not obey.
She choked up and broke the jar.
Anyway, no one knew about her dreams. She didn't believe that Xie Wuyan was so powerful. The ancestors couldn't find out that the lovely oiran who was sleeping beside him was haunted by sorcery.
When he gets rid of the demon, no one in the world will know that he has had such a shameful dream.
Thinking of this Shen Wanqing, she was no longer sad, and she carefully looked at Xie Wuyan in front of her.
Sure enough, it was a dream. Xie Wuyan in the dream didn't have the usual hostility at all. Maybe it was because of being manipulated by sorcery, and there was a little desire all over his body. Especially with that outstanding face, Shen Wanqing felt ashamed.
He is not worthy of the oiran, so he should be the oiran.
Then "Xie Wuyan" spoke up: "The girl ordered me, what do you want to do?"
…what? ?
Is it really the script of a seductive little shepherd
Shen Wanqing felt that this demon could still be eliminated in a less hurry.
Really happy to dream.
She was moved to sit on the edge of the bed, and felt that the heat entrenched in her mind seemed to be of little importance, and she was completely immersed in the joy of turning over the peasants and singing.
So she said happily, "Well, let's dance first."
Xie Wuyan soon discovered that something was wrong with Shen Wanqing.
The person in his arms was abnormally hot.
He opened his eyes, frowned, and found her flushed, sweat dripping from her forehead, and her breathing became heavy.
It shouldn't be that sachet.
When he got it, Xie Wuyan thought that the spice might affect her, so he accidentally released his breath to protect her.
Is it a dream eclipse demon
But it shouldn't.
Even if the sealing spell on his body would greatly weaken Xie Wuyan's strength at night, he should not be unaware.
But right now, Shen Wanqing cannot be allowed to stay in the dream.
He raised his hand and squeezed the back of her neck, forcing her to lift her head.
Then, she put her forehead on it, closed her eyes tightly, and entered her spiritual residence.
Xie Wuyan rarely entered other people's spiritual palaces.
Because there will be full of the darkest evil side of people's hearts, there will be unpleasant smells everywhere, and it will be very dirty.
But when he entered Shen Wanqing Lingfu, he was silent for a while.
There is a sweet and greasy smell all around.
He tried to understand what Shen Wanqing was thinking about, and found that it was all almond cake, sweet-scented osmanthus crisp egg yolk moon cake, Sydney pear and locust flower cake...
How could anyone have this kind of stuff in their heads
Xie Wuyan felt that she lost the face of such a prestigious family as Ji Family.
Finally, among a lot of dishes and desserts, Xie Wuyan captured Shen Wanqing's dream. There is the source of all the heat, like a burning furnace.
If the dream world woven by the eclipse demon is forcibly intruded by outsiders, it will definitely suffer a little backlash.
Xie Wuyan passed through the fire like no one else.
It's not the body that burns, it's the soul.
Finally, he saw Shen Wanqing.
And another... yourself
Shen Wanqing was lying on the bed like an uncle, nibbling melon seeds, and she seemed quite comfortable, and by the way, she instructed the pirated Xie Wuyan in front of her to dance.
Xie Wuyan himself: "…"
He was silent for a while, folded his arms and looked at the magical monster enjoying the happiness in the trap set by the monster.
It would be quite frustrating if the Eclipse Dream Demon knew all this.
Its magic is to weave a dream, let the person in the dream indulge in desire, and absorb the soul of the owner of the dream during intercourse and affection.
That dry heat like traditional Chinese medicine is a double insurance, controlling the mind through illusion, forcing you to do that kind of thing, so as to be safe.
But I didn't expect that Shen Wanqing's will was so firm.
And the reason for the firmness turned out to be: Xie Wuyan dances once in a hundred years, even if it feels uncomfortable to die.
"That's it." Shen Wanqing said, "You dance a ballet."