Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Yeah, I'm hungry." Xin Miaomiao nodded, and her little hairy head got deeper into the boy's neck, covering all the light in those big eyes.

Dreams... are they all fake?

Xin Miaomiao didn't speak any more, only her two small arms hugged Mo Ziqi's neck even tighter, as if hugging her only driftwood.

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That night, the night was quiet.

The little girl was lying in the middle of the soft quilt, her little brows were tightly frowned, her cute bun face was wrinkled into a plum, and her forehead was covered with sweat, as if she had fallen into some kind of nightmare.

There was darkness all around, only a few people sitting together holding hands in a circle of light in the distance.

The little girl walked along the light little by little, and saw that the people forming a circle of light were all familiar people, her eyes lit up with joy, and she was about to run up, but when she ran up, that The aperture switched places again.

Those people who formed a circle also changed places, holding hands, with painful expressions, and they didn't know what they were reading.

"Qiqi...Mom...Dad...Sister..."

The little girl was a little puzzled, she didn't know why they changed places suddenly, she wanted to run over again, but felt the scene in front of her eyes suddenly changed, a woman with a ferocious face was standing in the fire, laughing madly, her eyes were sinister, frightened She couldn't help but screamed.

"Ahhh, it hurts..." In reality, the little girl's face was tangled up and she was panting in pain.

"Miao Miao? Miao Miao? Wake up?" Yang Rong was sleeping next to the little girl. As soon as she felt that something was wrong with her, she immediately woke up. She bent down and hugged the little girl who was a bit heavy into her arms, and cried out worriedly. with.

Xin Miaomiao was wet all over. She opened her eyes suddenly from the nightmare, and saw the familiar face in front of her. Tears flowed out immediately. She hugged Yang Rong's neck with her small arms and cried sadly: "Mom, don't ignore me. Meow, meow, it hurts."

ignore her?

What's going on here?

Yang Rong was puzzled, but when she heard the pain, she just felt worried.

"Miao Miao is good, don't cry, don't cry, where does it hurt, tell mom?" Knowing that her daughter's health is extremely poor, Yang Rong couldn't help but tremble when she heard her say that she was in pain.

Xin Miaomiao cried and felt wronged, but she also slowly recovered.

The little head came out of Yang Rong's arms and looked around in a daze, only to realize that it was not a dream.

But thinking of the scene in the dream, Xin Miaomiao still had lingering fears.

Holding Yang Rong's neck tightly with her small arms, she said aggrievedly, "Mom, don't ignore Meow Meow."

"You're talking stupid again, why would mom ignore Miaomiao?" Yang Rong pushed her daughter's wet hair away from her face, bowed her head and kissed her, and asked coaxingly, "Are you having a nightmare again? You're so stupid, didn't mom tell you that dreams are all fake?"

"Besides, dreams and reality are opposite. If Miao Miao's mother ignored you in her dream, then in reality, her mother would definitely not. Mom loves Miao Miao the most."

"Mom..." Although she was coaxed by Yang Rong, Xin Miaomiao was still afraid, so she yelled coquettishly, and rubbed her little head into Yang Rong's arms again, coquettishly: "Mom hugs and sleeps." That's the only way, She will not be afraid.

"Okay, mom hugs me to sleep, good boy, go to sleep, mom hugs me and I won't have nightmares anymore." Yang Rong couldn't bear her daughter's acting like a spoiled child, seeing the little girl stretching out her small arms and hugging her waist tightly, Those who are soft-hearted will melt away.