Genius remembered for a second, "Love ♂ ÷ small? Say →', provide you with wonderful novels to read. Zhu Qingyun came all of a sudden.

But when she asked her about Han Che's secret, the only thing she knew was that Han Che had seven stars on his feet.

Saying this, Zhu Qingyun couldn't help but shed tears of guilt.

Hua Chongsheng hurriedly comforted her and asked Song Yi to take her out.

Hua Chongsheng thought about it and told the lady without makeup: "You asked your ghost friend to tell me Han Che that the child in Wumeng's belly was the result of Mengmeng's strong him." ”

The face of the plain lady is about to twitch, and there is still such a thing.

People like Han Che were actually forced, who would believe it when he said it!

"Don't look like you've eaten a poop, tell Han Che quickly!"

The plain lady immediately calmed down and relayed her words to the white-haired pheasant, who was already half-black.

The pheasant squeaked for a while, but the white hair on his body did not continue to blacken.

"Boss, he didn't attack me anymore, but he asked Wumeng how many times he was stronger!"

This ghost is also about to be driven crazy by this question, who are these people!

Could it be that he has been a ghost for more than ten years, and human beings have developed like this?

The plain lady's face was slightly red, and she coughed lightly and turned to Hua Chongsheng: "How many times did Han Che ask like that?" ”

"Which one?" Hua Rebirth is also stupid, Han Bull, do you want to ask such a question with no lower limit.

I'm not your follower, how do I know you've been forced a few times.

The lady without makeup glanced at King's Landing and found that his face was stained with frost, so it was better to keep his mouth shut.

Only Mengmeng knew about this, and told Han Che that Mengmeng had fainted, and he wanted to know how many times he would ask himself! Tell him as you are. ”

The flower was reborn, and she finally hypnotized Mengmeng, and Han Che was still chirping there.

The blackened white-haired pheasant passed the word again, and when Han Che heard it, this tone was indeed only said by Princess Yu.

He thought about it and decided to take another risk, he had to go to see Mengmeng, even if he couldn't get out of this ice prison, he had to appease her.

"I'm trapped, you guys find a way to let me enter the dream of Wumeng." Han Che's voice was as emotionless as ever.

The white-haired pheasant shouted: "Brothers, find a way to pull the person the boss wants." ”

The plain girl smiled: "It's done!" ”

Hua Resheng breathed a sigh of relief, Han Che, this ghost, it is so troublesome to pass through the spirit.

The plain lady stood up and walked in front of the white-haired pheasant and said, "Work hard, it's best to call his soul the body of a flower chicken." ”

"Boss can't do it, he's not wandering, he's trapped by some enchantment." The white-haired pheasant replied with a cluck: "We can only pull a third of his soul into that woman's dream." ”

The no-makeup lady told the words of the white-haired pheasant to the flower rebirth.

Hua Chongsheng said without hesitation: "Let him enter the dream of Wumeng first, I don't expect to attract his soul." ”

It seems that Han Che's soul is really not in the Yuwang Mansion.

He was so reluctant to go to Wumeng, why wasn't he in Yuwang's Mansion, who trapped him?

But now is not the time to dwell on that.

I saw a flash of white light, and the plain lady hurriedly poured the wine into the basin in front of the chicken on the desk.

The chickens drank it very smartly, and the more they drank the wine, the white light became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a small point of light and entered Wumeng's mind.

Wu Meng on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and said ecstatically: "Han Bull, you are not dead...... I knew you weren't going to die. ”

The lady without makeup walked to the side of Hua Rebirth and pulled her out: "What she sees now is a phantom, and Han Che will not disappear until those chickens finish drinking." ”

Hua Resheng snorted and walked out with King's Landing, leaving the space alone for them.

Han Che looked at Wumeng from afar, she was so thin that she was only skinny, her face was like paper, but her eyes were terribly red and swollen.

Is this the wanton, bold and fearless dream?

That Wumeng who grinned as brightly as a flower.

No, she really cried for herself.

Han Che could barely bear to penetrate the ice prison that trapped him, even if it was to wipe the soul, he would have to be by Wumeng's side.

"Mengmeng, I'm not dead, I won't die, you wait for me." Han Che said distressedly.

"Han Bull, you really didn't die, Han Bull, I miss you so much." Wumeng sat up, wanting to reach out and hug Han Che who was sitting on the head of the bed.

Han Che took two steps back, and clenched his hands into fists: "Mengmeng, I am still sick now, I can't hug you, you believe me, I will definitely come back, wait for me." ”

Wumeng cried: "Where are you going again?" Han Bull, you hurry up and marry me, if you don't marry me, I will find someone to marry, let your child have a stepfather, be abused to death, cry every day, and feel sorry for you. ”

"You won't." Han Che's dark blue eyes stared at her tightly.

"I'll ...... I will...... I'll get married right away, Brother Zero Yi likes me, as long as I say marry him, he will marry me, he is still the prince. ”

"You won't, and if you do, you won't cry." Han Che stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Wumeng's head.

He stretched it out and retracted it, but his hand was tightly clasped at his side.

"Lady, don't cry, you made yourself like this, I feel very distressed, I will protect you well in the future, and wait for me to come back, no matter how long."

He won't let her get married.

Even if it was a dozen or twenty years of waiting, he wanted her to wait.

"I don't want to cry, but the tears are falling, don't you go." Wumeng stretched out her hand to grab him.

only to find that what he caught was air.

She froze suddenly: "You...... How so! ”

Han Che also froze there, and he saw that Wumeng's hands were as thin as wheat stalks, and the green tendons were exposed.

My heart hurt all of a sudden: "Mengmeng, you eat well, I'm ...... I can't protect you now, stay by your side. ”

"Han Bull, am I dreaming, are you really dead, I dreamed of you?" Wumeng cried in a hurry: "Don't die, okay, come back soon, I won't bully you anymore." ”

"Don't cry, please." Han Che was a little at a loss, he just wanted to persuade her not to cry to appease her.

Who knew that it would make Wumeng cry like this.

Wu Meng looked at him with teary eyes: "Han Bull, I never thought that you would die, even when I hated you the most, I also felt that I couldn't kill you, how could you say that you would die." ”

"Mengmeng, I'm not dead, my physical body is still fine, my soul is just temporarily out of my body, just like Princess Yu."

"I'll be back soon, your eyes can't cry anymore, you'll cry blind, obedient!"

Han Che's words made Wumeng stop crying, and she looked at him stupidly: "Will you really come back?" ”

"Yes, I won't lie to you." Han Che said solemnly.

"Really? How long, a year or two, or decades? ”

"It won't be long, definitely not long." Han Che stepped forward and touched Wumeng's cheek emptily: "When your face becomes fat and a little bun, I'll be back." ”

Wumeng nodded: "If you don't come back if I become fat and a little bun, I'll go to you." "Reading, a better reading experience.