The space is very evil, even if you strip him naked and look for it, you can't find it, and when you want to get something, you have to be the emperor himself.

Ning Xuemo knew that there should be a lot of things in the Emperor's space, otherwise he would not be able to conjure things at any time.

What she didn't expect was that Emperor Zun would still carry the futon at any time......

No wonder he can go wherever he goes, it's so convenient to have this storage space!

She was lying there flat, and beside her was the high god, which made Ning Xuemo feel like she was dreaming.

Before going to bed, she was still guarding him in the ice shell, afraid and anxious, and the indescribable loneliness and desolation in this hall.

Now that Emperor Zun woke up and lay beside her, even if neither of them spoke, her heart was strangely quiet.

There was a quiet serenity between heaven and earth.

She could hear each other's breathing, and she could hold each other's hands as soon as she stretched out her hand, not far away or close, making her feel safe.

"Had a nightmare?" I don't know how long it took, but Emperor Zun broke the silence and spoke.

Ning Xuemo was stunned and shook her head: "No, right?" ”

"You just called out to Xue Yilan." Emperor Zun's voice was unhurried.

He is naturally not jealous at this time, he knows how much this girl hates Xue Yilan.

When I called out in my dream, I could only be frightened by him......

Ning Xuemo thought about it for a while, she had never been able to remember the dreams she had, and this time it was also blank, and she couldn't think of anything.

She shook her head: "I forgot...... I can't remember my dreams. ”

Emperor Zun's eyes deepened slightly: "You can't remember any of your dreams?" ”

"Yes, I never remember, I forget when I wake up." Ning Xuemo replied nonchalantly. She has been like this since she was a child, and she is used to it.

Emperor Zun didn't speak again, but his hand clasped her vein.

It's normal for people to not be able to remember most of their dreams, but they will occasionally remember a few.

It's rare to find someone like Ning Xuemo who can't remember.

Could it be that there is something wrong with her soul?

The moment he caught her wrist, he suddenly remembered that his current strength had been greatly lost, and he didn't have the power to probe the soul for a while......

Her wrist was delicate and smooth, and the emperor wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't want to withdraw it at this time, so he held her like this and didn't speak again.

Ning Xuemo thought that he was diagnosing his pulse at the beginning, and although he had physical contact with him, although there was still a little abnormality in his heart, he still honestly let him hold it.

Later, when I saw that he had finished probing his vein, he did not leave, but held her hand and did not move or speak.

The palm of his hand was dry and warm, obviously the temperature of a normal person, but Ning Xuemo felt a little hot for no reason, which made her body heat up for no reason.

She wanted to withdraw, but the emperor held her hand tightly, and if he didn't let go, she couldn't withdraw.

Forget it, it's just a handshake, she doesn't have to care.

Although she thought so in her heart, she was still a little nervous in her heart, and there was some quiet between the two.

Ning Xuemo closed her eyes slightly, looked up at the starry sky, and Si Liangchen always made people's hearts soft.

"Emperor......" she spoke, trying to break the silence.

"You still call me Emperor Zun?" Emperor Zun asked her rhetorically. The eyes are slightly shining, and the picturesque eyebrows are as handsome as heaven in the starlight.

Ning Xuemo paused, knowing that she couldn't escape anymore: "Cold...... Han Dashen ......, "Since the other party insists on revealing this identity, it is useless for her to escape."

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