Clear the infinite world by beauty

Because of this unspeakable dream, Liu Qi hardly dared to continue to sleep, and subconsciously turned her head to look back, seeing that Jiang Ping was still sleeping, which made her feel a little more relaxed.

Fortunately, it was just a dream after all, even if it was bad, only he knew it, and it would not cause any trouble to Jiang Ping himself.

Liu Qi stroked her messy hair, looked down at her phone, it was only three o'clock in the morning, if she didn't sleep, she might meet a ghost.

He had no choice but to suppress his shame and fear, lie back on the bed and close his eyes.

Probably no more dreams.

Strong drowsiness hit him again, and he soon fell asleep again.

This time he was very restless in his sleep, his red lips were slightly parted, his cheeks were flushed with fine blush, and he was panting continuously.

In the dimness, the black quilt under the feet seemed to be propped up by something, moving upward bit by bit.

Liu Qi's expression suddenly became more disturbed, her brows were tightly frowned, her beautiful face flushed red, her expression was almost crying.

The snow-white body kept trembling under the quilt, as if it had been greatly stimulated, and almost woke up even in sleep, feeling ashamed and angry.

The dream continued, even becoming more and more absurd.

The scholar carried Liu Qi back home, and the little widow was forced to change her surname to Jiang and worship next to her deceased husband's coffin.

The white silk and the red candle flickered at the same time, the soaring suona sounded from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, and the babbling of opera singing resounded through the village. It was almost impossible to tell whether it was a happy event or a funeral.

The pretty little widow is finally getting married.

The whole village was a sensation, everyone came to participate in the observation, when Liu Qi got off the sedan chair, faces full of covetousness and longing were reflected in front of him.

Liu Qi's legs went limp.

As the dream deepened, the scene became more and more weird. Liu Qi was carried by the scholar and walked towards the high hall, but countless hands stretched out from both sides of the red carpet to touch him. Everyone's faces were as pale as a paper man, but their smiles stretched to the ears, covering the sky and covering the sky. The obscene language fell into the ears.

"Little widow, you are so beautiful!"

"Little widow, get off!"

"Scholar Jiang is really blessed, come and let us have a look!"

Liu Qi was so frightened that the blood on her face faded, she could only curl up in the scholar's warm embrace as hard as she could, and tightly covered her ears.

Don't, don't come over, don't touch him.

Everything is so scary.

After finally insisting on finishing the worship, there was a group of people clamoring for a bridal chamber, clamoring to see Liu Qi's white and greasy body, but Jiang Shusheng drove them away.

The weird Xitang finally calmed down.

However, as soon as he left, Jiang Shusheng seemed to be a different person, all self-denial and courtesy disappeared, and he was about to take off his clothes according to the willow paint, which was more terrifying than the villagers outside.

Liu Qi was terrified, she begged so hard that she almost cried, the scholar's handsome face was gloomy like a ghost, she stared at him for a long while, and finally agreed to give him some time to adapt, but she had to sleep in a bed.

Liu Qi nodded for the rest of her life.

But when he was sleeping at night, the scholar got in and frantically took advantage of him under the quilt, saying that he would ask for some sweetness in advance.

The dream and reality gradually extended, and Liu Qi kept her eyes closed tightly in her sleep, unable to tell whether it was pain or joy.

"Well."

Liu Qi finally couldn't take it anymore, the corners of his closed eyes blushed, and the things under the blanket finally restrained a little, slowly turning into a human shape, and finally pulled his whole body in to comfort him.

The long night is finally over.

At six o'clock the next morning, Liu Qi opened her eyes on time.

The familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling appeared in front of his eyes, he blinked, and his thoughts gradually recovered from the difficult dream.

Then he was so ashamed that he wanted to pass out.

There was movement on the bed behind him, probably Jiang Ping woke up, Liu Qi even faced him facelessly, ran to the bathroom and closed the door behind her backhand.

Leaning his thin back against the door, he closed his eyes, unable to believe that the dream was made by himself.

Oh my goodness.

The feeling in the dream is so real, and I can't forget it even when I wake up, and when I close my eyes in a daze, I will feel those crazy touches, so that Liu Qi feels exhausted now.

He covered his face in shame and was so at a loss, he actually had such an exaggerated dream twice in a row, and the object was actually such a cold and indifferent Jiang Ping.

It's just too blasphemy for him to imagine him as such a pervert even though he's just sharing a room with him, and to have intimate contact with him.

The more Liu Qi thought about it, the more guilty she became, and the more incredible she became, trying to ask the system: "Is it possible that my dream was made by the original Liu Qi?"

The system smiled: "Impossible."

Liu Qi pursed her lips, and asked again: "Then, is it possible that you were influenced by ghosts?"

After all, the dream is really scary, and everyone in it is abnormal.

This time the system paused: "This is possible, but the probability is very low."

The odds are low... alas.

Liu Qi was forced to accept that she was a bad person, she kept apologizing to Jiang Ping in her heart, and wanted to take a cold bath in depression.

However, as soon as the cold water touched the skin, his fingertips were icy and he had to give up this plan.

Fortunately, there were no supernatural events in the early morning, and when he came out of the hot bath slowly, Jiang Ping had already folded the bedding for both of them, and took the breakfast brought by his assistant.

Liu Qi lowered her head and obediently ate the buns, rarely saying a word, she was embarrassed to look up at him the whole time.