Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Xing Chenyou woke up early. He rested a lot in the past few days. He only slept for two hours and felt that his whole body had recovered a lot, so he woke up early.

"What's wrong?" He turned his head and saw Hawthorne's pale face and frightened eyes.

Hawthorne hadn't woken up from the nightmare just now, so when Xing Chenyou called her, she didn't react and her whole expression was blank.

"Sangsang?" Xing Chenyou frowned, reached out and pushed her gently.

It was Hawthorne who woke up from the nightmare. Then he turned his head and saw Xing Chenyou, and saw strands of dim sunset light coming in from the window behind him.

She let out a long breath and smiled.

Just a nightmare.

"What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?" Xing Chenyou looked at the paleness on Huo Sang's face that hadn't receded.

Huo Sang smiled and turned over to hug Xing Chenyou's waist.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always felt that Xing Chenyou's waist was a little thinner than before. She thought, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch it twice. Fortunately, the muscles are still perfect.

Xing Chenyou gasped, stretched out his hands to stop the hands pinching on him, and when he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, "Did no one tell you? A man's waist is a sensitive place, so you can't pinch randomly.

After hearing this, Hawthorne raised his head and looked at him innocently, "No one told me that."

"Her hand was still on Xing Chenyou's waist, but now he grabbed it.

"Then you know now.

""I see.

"Huo Sang grunted, lowered his head and hugged Xing Chenyou, buried his whole face in his chest, her voice was a little nasal, I don't know if it was because she just woke up.

Xing Chenyou keenly felt that something was wrong with Huo Sang's current mood, "What's wrong?" Huo Sang didn't speak, but just buried himself in Xing Chenyou's arms.

She rarely did this to herself, and Xing Chenyou enjoyed this feeling very much, so he let Hawthorne nestle in his arms like a kitten, feeling the feeling of her breath on his chest.

Xing Chenyou knew that she had opened her eyes now, because her long eyelashes brushed against his chest like a brush.

He waited patiently for Hawthorne to speak.

"I just had a nightmare.

""You are like this when you have nightmares. Dreams are always the opposite. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"Xing Chenyou waited intently for her to speak, but when he heard her words, he felt a bit ridiculous, so he chuckled.

Hawthorne snorted, "If the people in the dream weren't all important to me, of course I wouldn't be afraid.

"Xing Chenyou felt that this was just a dream. Dreams were illusory and nothing worth caring about. Therefore, he felt a little funny about Hawthorne's reaction, "Then tell me, what did you dream about?" Hawthorne pursed his lips tightly, not wanting to talk about the dream.

"If you think this dream is not good, then don't think about it.

"Xing Chenyou patted her on the back.

However, Huo Sang felt that this nightmare was very uncomfortable in her heart, and she must find someone to vent it out. Obviously, Xing Chenyou was the most suitable person.

She thought about it in her heart, pondered for a while, and then planned to speak.

"I dreamed about very bad things.

"But she thought of many kinds of beginnings, and finally muttered to herself, and just opened her mouth simply.

Xing Chenyou nodded, "And then?" If it wasn't for the nightmare, she wouldn't be pale.

"I dreamed that both you and Little Xingxing had an accident, and I also dreamed of a strange middle-aged man, I don't know who it is, I forgot the specific content, I just remember that you both had an accident.

Hawthorne said with a frown. It was actually very strange. When she just woke up just now, this dream was still very clear in her mind, but after a while, she swore, she forgot it and almost forgot it. Alright, that's all I remember.

Xing Chenyou raised his eyebrows, "Dreams are always the opposite, you dreamed that something happened to us, maybe something good will happen to us.

"His deep and clear voice came slowly like mellow wine, with an intoxicating aura, Hawthorne's flustered heart suddenly sank, and his whole body calmed down a lot.

Yes, dreams are the opposite. Moreover, dreams are illusory. Maybe because of Xing Chenyou, he was unconscious before, but now he is awake again. Now she is very worried that something will happen to him again. Of course, the little star is her most important thing. Dear baby, of course she was also worried about little Xingxing's accident, that's why she had such a dream.

But, who is that middle-aged man? She couldn't see his face in the dream at all. Of course, she couldn't remember the man's face in the dream at all.

Hawthorne smiled, probably just a person imagined in her dream, not an important person.

After wanting to understand this point, Hawthorne stopped thinking about it.

"You're right. Dreams are always the opposite. You and Little Xingxing must have something good to do next!!" Hawthorne had a smile on his face when he said this.

Xing Chenyou touched her face, but said nothing.

"Mommy, Mommy!" Little Xingxing's voice knocked on the door outside was very loud, with his excited voice.

Huo Sang looked at himself, then pushed Xing Chenyou to get the clothes.

Xing Chenyou hooked her chin with a smirk, got out of bed and quickly went to give Huo Sang a set of pajamas, Huo Sang immediately changed into it, and then asked Xing Chenyou to open the door.

Little Xingxing came in, smiled and called Daddy sweetly, and rushed into the room.

"Mommy, Mommy, I have good news for you!" "What good news?" Little Xingxing smiled, "Grandma is awake now, she just talked to me a lot!" "What?" Hawthorne widened his eyes. Eyes, a little unbelievable, "Really?" She has always known that her mother is not really a vegetable, but she just doesn't want to contact the outside world, doesn't want to touch, and puts herself in a closed space of her own.

Why did she suddenly wake up and talk to Xiao Xingxing?Hawthorne remembered the dream just now, and it turned out that the dream was really good. Although it was her mother's good thing that her mother woke up, she believed that it must have something to do with Little Xingxing, and it must be what Little Xingxing did.

Her face was bright, and she took Little Xingxing's hand and ran upstairs.

She and her mother could finally sit down and have a good talk. It was finally this day.

Hawthorne was indescribably happy.

Xing Chenyou watched, the corners of his lips curled slightly, with a faint smile, but familiar, he just wanted to raise his legs to follow, when he received a call from Lake.

Lake's voice on the phone was very anxious, and the smile that was still on Xing Chenyou's face disappeared instantly.