V2.Chapter 555

"Mo'er, wake up, wake up quickly." Yan Beicheng is full of worry, one hand caresses the cheek of the stranger flower, the other hand tightly grasps her hand, one voice and another calls softly.

On the other hand, she held Yan Beicheng's hand tightly. Her eyes were moist, and tears slid down her cheek into her hair.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Her speech suddenly became clearer and her body trembled slightly.

"Mo'er, what are you talking about? I'm here, I'm here." Yan Beicheng was completely frightened by the appearance of the flowers on the street. He said a few words without hesitation. At the moment, he didn't care about anything. He raised his voice and said, "come on, come on!"

"Don't go!"

The flower on the street suddenly yelled and opened his eyes.

Qin Ya also rushed in at this time, her clothes were too late to tie, and her hair bun was also a mess, "slaves are here, Lord, what happened?"

As soon as Qin Ya's voice fell, she gradually came back to her senses. She took her hand out of Yan Beicheng's hand and sat up with one hand on her forehead. However, she was not confused in her eyes, but a deep silence was trapped.

"Mo'er, how do you feel, but you are not comfortable?" Yan Beicheng holds the thin shoulders of the flowers on the street with both hands. His eyes are full of worry, as well as a few flusters that have not yet faded.

"I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me." Seeing Yan Beicheng so worried, the stranger flower pulled the corner of his lips and laughed, then turned his eyes to Qin ya, "Qin ya, you go back to sleep, I'm fine."

When Qin Ya came, the flower on the street had already woken up and didn't see her terrible appearance just now. When she said this, she didn't think much about it. She said, "the maid is outside. You can call me at any time if you have something to do."

As a maid close to her, Qin Ya sleeps in the ear room in the courtyard every day to facilitate the call of flowers on the street.

The door is closed by Qin Ya again, but Yan Beicheng suddenly leans over and hugs the moshang flower tightly in his arms.

On the stranger flower Leng Leng, and then also stretched out his hand to embrace Yan Beicheng, light voice way: "I just said the dream talk, scared you?"

Yan Beicheng just hugged the flowers on the street without saying a word.

It seems that only such close contact can make him feel at ease.

For a long time, he slowly released the flowers on the street, a pair of you Tong was full of deep feeling, "what did you dream of?"

If only in asking people whether there is no meal, the general calm tone, but it makes people abnormal peace of mind.

On the stranger flower pursed lips to smile, raised the hand to caress Yan Beicheng's eyebrow eye, "can't remember, but, it is to remember your just appearance."

With such a gentle and clever appearance, Yan Beicheng was so hot that he could not help but drop his eyes and kiss her gently on her forehead.

Not enough, it seems not enough.

He dropped his head again, and after kissing twice again, he raised his head again, holding the cheek of flowers on the street and said, "if you dream of something bad, you can tell me that you don't have to worry about it."

The flowers on the street drooped their eyes, carefully recalled for a long time, still shook his head, "I didn't cheat you, really half a minute can't remember. What am I like just now? Is it the same as last time? "

Yan Beicheng nodded and held her shoulder tightly. "More than that, you don't know why you've been talking. I'm sorry."

The eyebrows of the flower on the stranger suddenly frowned, half puzzled and half vexed.

Yan Beicheng couldn't bear to see a stranger like this. He took her hand and pulled out a smile from the corner of his lip. "In fact, it's OK. It's mainly because you have been holding my hand tightly. It can be seen that in the dream, you only have me in your heart."