Ning Xuemo seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, and suddenly opened her eyes.

The purpose is a light smoke-like ink gauze tent, not the kind of red Luo tent

Ning Xuemo breathed a sigh of relief silently.

It was really a dream just now, or a spring dream that made people's blood boil

Thinking of the scene in the dream, her face suddenly became hot, why did she have such a spring dream

It's really spring

No, I can't

She closed her eyes slightly, thinking that the two characters in the dream were actually just two blurred balls, not to mention the appearance of the two, and even the figures of the two were almost forgotten

Sure enough, it's a dream, and the scenery in the dream can't remember that it's her fault.

She didn't know how many dreams she had over the years, but she couldn't remember one.

When she woke up, all her dreams dissipated like a mist, leaving no impression in her mind.

It's the same this time. The only difference is that she knows that she has a spring dream this time

It felt so real, she even felt the soreness of the legendary sex all over her body, but dreams are dreams, and when she woke up, she didn't feel the pain in that place. Obviously, in her dreams, she was in terrible pain

As she sane up, all her memories came back.

She finally remembered everything she had in that weird tub

And the memories were broken when Han Shanyue said to her that this should have been our cave room and candle night

God, was she indecent then?

She subconsciously raised her hand, and what caught her eye was a small white hand like spring onions.

Her heart jumped, and she recovered

She rolled up her sleeves and looked at it, her arms were as crystal as jade, and she didn't feel at ease and pushed them upwards again, the wide and soft sleeves were pushed up by her above the shoulders, and the shoulders were soft and white

It's really recovered

The joy in her heart welled up, and she touched her chest and waist again to be on the safe side

The small peaks on the chest are full and pointed, standard semi-circular, the waist is tight, and the skin is as delicate as fat.

It's really all recovered, it's really all recovered

The joy in Ning Xuemo's heart was about to explode, and she urgently needed to take a look in the mirror now.

She put her arms on her sides and turned over to sit up.

With the movement of her arm, she actually pressed into a soft and hard warm thing, and she subconsciously looked sideways.

Suddenly, there was a shudder, and with a pop, he lay back on the pillow again

Han Shanyue was lying next to her, and at the moment he was lying there with one arm on his head and half on his side, looking at her lazily.

When did he lie silently beside her

No, maybe he was there early in the morning, but his breath was too light, and when she woke up, all her energy was on her recovered body, and she didn't notice him not far away

Ning Xuemo never expected that he would sleep next to him when he woke up, this surprise was really not small, and blurted out: "Why are you here?"

Han Shanyue's long hair was scattered, and the tightly buttoned placket was a little loose, revealing a small section of delicate collarbones, long eyelashes drooping slightly, and thin lips pursed lightly, so he looked a little less indifferent and a little high, adding a bit of laziness and casualness, which made Ning Xue Mo's heart jump again, and his eyes moved away from his collarbone

She finally realized what he had been pressed on, the hand he had placed flat at her side

"This seat is your husband, last night was the night of candles in our cave room, why do you say I am here" Han Shanyue asked lazily.

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