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"Anyang!"

Anyang's face was a little pale, it was still rosy just now, suddenly, for some reason, cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and his breathing becomes rough and gritty.

Anyang huddled together in pain, Beiming Shishi saw that he was uncomfortable, but felt more uncomfortable than him, and hurriedly supported Anyang.

Anyang couldn't stand up at all at this time, so Beiming Shishi simply squinted his eyes and directly hugged Anyang up.

Although Anyang is 1.8 meters tall, Beiming Shishi has muscles all over his body, so it is a breeze to pick up Anyang.

Anyang's face was pale, and he leaned against Beiming Shishi's chest. Beiming Shishi asked him to put his arms around his neck, quickly came out of the restaurant, and hurriedly sent Anyang home.

At this time, there was no one in the house, Anshu and Wan Paier were not there, only Xiao Lianmu was alone, and Beiming Shishi kicked in the door with Anyang in his arms, making a loud "bang!".

Lian Mu hurriedly came down from the second floor to check the situation, his little fleshy face was a little moved, and said, "What's wrong?"

Beiming Shishi had no time to explain, so he quickly hugged Anyang, who was half unconscious, rushed to the second floor, kicked open the bedroom door, and gently put Anyang on the bed.

"Anyang! Anyang?"

Anyang was lying on the bed, his breathing was a little messy, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have fallen into a coma.

Not only that, his forehead was slightly raised, and the dragon's horn appeared unconsciously.

It's not a good sign that Anyang can't control his own body.

"Anyang!"

Beiming Shishi was extremely anxious, he had never been so anxious before, Beiming Shishi, who was always calm and calm, almost trembled with his hands, and patted Anyang's cheek lightly.

Anyang sweated a lot, his clothes were almost soaked, and he was trembling all over, unconsciously clutching his abdomen, moaning in pain.

Beiming Shishi panicked for a moment, a flash in his head, could it be that the dragon egg is about to come out?

But it's only been a few days?

Beiming Shishi hurriedly grabbed his cell phone and called Po Meng, but Po Meng didn't pick up right away. The anxious Beiming Shishi walked around the room and made more than a dozen calls in one breath.

"Hey!?"

Granny Meng finally picked up the phone and said, "I'm in a meeting! Hell Medical Summit, I can't answer the phone. I'm telling you, the leader of Beiming..."

Beiming Shishi didn't have time to talk to her, so he immediately said, "Come here now, Anyang is not feeling well, he suddenly has a stomachache, sweats profusely, and is half unconscious."

"what!?"

Meng Po was taken aback, and quickly said, "Okay! I'll pass right away..."

go……

Before Miss Meng's words were finished, Beiming Shishi heard the sound of "Gudong! Gulululu...".

It seemed that something fell off the bed and rolled on the ground, making a series of rolling sounds.

Beiming Shishi was still holding the mobile phone in his hand, standing in the corner of the room on the phone, turned his head and saw a round, oval object rolling on the floor.

Ice blue and white color...

round egg shape...

Gululu rolled on the floor, and was illuminated by the sunlight coming in through the window, as if it was sea water, sparkling waves were hidden...

When Po Meng talked to Beiming Shishi, Beiming Shishi couldn't hear her anymore, and she froze for a moment, staring at the thing rolling on the ground.

Egg?

Not as big as an ordinary egg...

Dragon eggs?

The round, rippling blue "little egg" rolled on the ground, the shell seemed to be very thick, and it didn't break. It rolled along the floor with a grunt, and hit Xiao Lianmu's slippers with a "pop!"

Xiao Lianmu nervously followed Beiming Shishi into the bedroom. He was taking care of Anyang, but he suddenly heard a noise, and felt something hit him. He looked down...

A trace of surprise flashed across Xiao Lianmu's paralyzed face, and he said in surprise, "Eggs?"

Beiming Shishi didn't have time to talk to Po Meng, so he rushed over in a big stride and picked up the "little egg" on the ground.

The "little egg" is heavy in the hand, like a golden egg, with a thick shell, as warm as jade, and even has a warm temperature, like a super delicate warm baby.

And it’s still the kind of warm baby that charges for 2 minutes and automatically super-long standby...

Beiming Shishi held the "little egg" in his hand, and hurriedly checked Anyang on the bed. Anyang had passed out, but his face was not as ugly as before. His forehead was slightly sweating, and his brows were half frowned. There was a feeling of relief, as if It's not uncomfortable anymore.

"Anyang?"

Beiming Shishi hurriedly yelled twice, but Anyang was a deep sleeper and couldn't wake up at all.

Granny Meng hurried over and rushed in, Anyang was still sleeping and didn't wake up at all, her face was much more relaxed than before.

Granny Meng ran in, quickly checked the situation in Anyang, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, I'm fine, I'm just tired, just take some tonic."

She said, and looked at the "little eggs" on the table.

Beiming Shishi took care of Anyang, and Xiao Lianmu helped to look after the egg. He put the egg on the table and sat beside him, his eyes fixed on the "little egg".

Lian Mu didn't wear glasses before. After all, his eyes are very good, and he is not short-sighted. However, because it needs to hinder the "monitor", Granny Meng developed interference glasses for him. Xiao Lianmu wears them 24 hours a day. Glasses.

At this time, Lian Mu was sitting in front of the table, staring at Lan Youyou's "little egg", and pushed his glasses. The reflection of the glasses made Lian Mu not only have a paralyzed face, but also a bit of an ascetic ghost...

When Po Meng saw the "little egg", she was surprised and said, "My God, it's really a dragon egg!?"

Xiao Lianmu said very shamelessly: "Dragon eggs... so small?"

Granny Meng waved her hand and said, "Hey, you don't understand this, after all, this is no longer a purebred dragon egg, and the leader of the Beiming team is not a dragon, but judging by the shape of this dragon egg, it still maintains the shape of a water dragon. "

Lian Mu couldn't believe it, such a small dragon egg could really give birth to a water dragon?

Isn't that a tadpole?

Meng Po smiled and said: "The dragon eggs still need to hatch, and the temperature is very important. The aquarium I gave you last time should come in handy. It has a constant temperature, and there are..."

Miss Meng Po took out a small box like a magic trick, handed it to Beiming Shishi like a treasure, and said, "Look, this is a portable aquarium. When you go out, you can also take the dragon eggs with you. How about it?" , Am I super caring?"

Beiming Shishi took a look, it was a small mini aquarium, it could be carried in the hand, it looked like a small box selling fish in the flower and bird market...

It was the first time Po Meng saw a real dragon egg. Although it had mutated, it was indeed a dragon egg, so she was very excited.

Hearing that she was so noisy, Beiming Shishi was afraid that she would disturb Anyang's rest, so he said, "Okay, you can go back to the summit."

Po Meng said with her hands on her hips, "Group leader Beiming, you are killing a donkey!"

Beiming Shishi raised his eyebrows, glanced sideways at Granny Meng, and said with a smile, "If you're a donkey, I don't mind."

Meng Po: "..." I don't mind!

Anyang was in a daze. At first, he felt a pain in his stomach. It hurt so badly that he felt as if he was going to drain all the strength from his body. It hurts.

Anyang breathed a sigh of relief, because of exhaustion, he automatically fell asleep...

"Do not……"

"do not go……"

"do not go……"

Anyang fell into a deep sleep, not knowing what was going on, and suddenly had a nightmare, frowning tightly, and broke out in a lot of cold sweat immediately.

Beiming Shishi has been standing by the side, and when he heard Anyang's murmur, he quickly threw away the books he was entertaining, held Anyang's hand, and said, "Anyang? What's wrong? Wake up!"

"do not go……"

Anyang touched Beiming Shishi's hand and held it tightly, his palm was covered in cold sweat and still trembling.

Looking at his appearance, Beiming Shishi felt very distressed. He quickly sat on the side of the bed, hugged him directly in his arms, wiped his cold sweat, and said, "Anyang? Wake up, I didn't leave, I Not going anywhere, Anyang?"

Beiming Shishi hugged Anyang tightly, Anyang was confused for a while, and slowly woke up from the chaotic nightmare, his eyelashes trembled several times, as if he was struggling, and finally opened his eyes slowly.

"Anyang?"

Beiming Shishi was pleasantly surprised, and quickly hugged Anyang tightly, saying, "Having a nightmare? Be good, it's okay."

Anyang leaned against Beiming Shishi's arms, he seemed to be a little sleepy, his eyes were confused, but he slowly stretched out his hand, put his arms around Beiming Shishi's shoulders, and gently rubbed against Beiming Shishi's shoulders with his dragon horns. Beiming Shishi's neck and the side of his face said hoarsely, "The water in Longchi...is too cold, even colder than the water in Beihai...don't leave me there alone..."

Beiming Shishi's heart clenched, and he clenched his teeth tightly. Anyang obviously hadn't woken up yet. He did have a nightmare just now. Needless to say, Beiming Shishi knew what kind of nightmare he had.

Anyang is a real dragon who lives at the bottom of the North Sea. To put it bluntly, he is actually related to the little prince Aoci, but the little prince was not born in the form of a real dragon, but a small carp. When he is an adult, he needs to burn the tail of the fish and turn into a dragon, but Anyang doesn't need it, he is born a real dragon.

But whether it is a real dragon or a dragon with a burnt tail, water dragons live in the deep water, where there is coldness and darkness.

Beiming Fourteen was also later, in Beiming Great Purgatory, I heard the little prince mention it by chance.

Ao Ci said that although the sea people depend on water for their lives, they are the group that is most afraid of loneliness, because the bottom of the sea is dark and cold, while the sea people yearn for warmth and care.

Many fishermen have heard the story of the sharks. When fishermen go out to sea, if they hear beautiful singing, they must not stop, otherwise they will be overturned by the sharks and pulled into the deep sea. land.

The reason why the mermaids pull the fishermen into the deep sea is because the mermaids, being sea tribes, also yearn for the warm body temperature of human beings. At the bottom of the sea, the warm body temperature will disappear...

Anyang is also a person who fears the dark and the cold.

Beiming Shishi didn't know it before, when he was the emperor, he didn't know it at all, and he didn't want to know it, because he only had the country and the country in his heart, and he never cared about Anyang.

In his heart, Anyang may be just a necessity to support the country, as long as he has it, he will no longer cherish it.

Only when you lose it, will you realize how unforgivable the mistakes you made back then.

Beiming Shishi's heart tightened, he wrapped Anyang in his arms, hugged him tightly, and said, "I'm sorry..."

Anyang hid in Beiming Shishi's arms, trembling a little, but soon woke up from the dream, he blinked his eyes, and seemed to have clearly distinguished the dream from the reality.

Anyang leaned against Bei Ming's arms, raised his eyes, and saw Xiao Lianmu still sitting beside him, he was a little embarrassed, coughed, and said, "That...I..."

As he spoke, he seemed to feel a little weird, raised his hand and touched his forehead, and found that it was touching the dragon's horn, and said in surprise, "What happened to me just now?"

Seeing that he was fine, Beiming Shishi breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You fainted, and the dragon's horns are popping out."

As he spoke, he stroked Anyang's dragon horn lightly.

"what!"

Anyang trembled and opened his eyes wide, his silver pupils were full of surprise, and there was a hint of indescribable obsession. Bei Ming Shishi's throat tightened, and he was furious.

Xiao Lianmu was still there, Anyang quickly covered his mouth, raised his hand to touch his horn, took a deep breath, covered his dragon horn and silver pupils, and instantly regained the normal look. shape.

Anyang coughed, turned away his eyes, and saw a book thrown beside the bed...

—— "Cultivation of Baby Dragon"

Anyang's eyelids twitched, and he said, "What is this?"

Beiming Shishi smiled and said, "I just read the book that Granny Meng gave me. After all, I still need to learn."

Anyang didn't even know that the dragon egg had already been born when he was in a coma just now.

Anyang looked at the dragon egg held in Xiao Lianmu's hand, opened his eyes wide in surprise, and said, "This...is this dragon egg!?"

Lian Mu looked at Anyang, with a small face paralyzed, and said, "Dad, you don't even know what a dragon egg looks like?"

Xiao Lianmu is a composite sample of Anyang's blood and Beiming Shishi's meat. To put it bluntly, he is the son of Anyang and Beiming Shishi, so Anyang took Xiao Lianmu and asked him to call him father, such a cute and cheap son , Anyang must pick it up and take it home.

Xiao Lianmu called "Daddy" very nicely. Although he has a small face with paralyzed face, his words are straight and round, and there is a milky smell. Not to mention how cute, Anyang especially likes to hear it.

Anyang blinked his eyes and said, "Ah... because, I have never seen a dragon egg, but dragon... the dragon egg shouldn't be so miniature, right?"

There are very few real dragons, and dragon eggs are rare treasures. Anyang used to be a little dragon with cucumber eggs. To put it bluntly, Anyang was about the same age as the little prince, but the little prince would become a real dragon when he became an adult. , Anyang is also a real dragon when he is not an adult, so he has never seen a dragon egg at all.

Xiao Lianmu sighed, and seemed to have nothing to do with his two unreliable fathers, and said, "I'm going to make some nourishing dishes for my father, let's rest first, and let Beiming take care of you."

As Xiao Lianmu said, he turned around and put the "little egg" into a mini portable "fish tank", then put it on Anyang's bedside, and left the bedroom by himself, heading for the kitchen on the first floor.

Beiming Fourteen: "..." The eldest son always calls himself by his name directly...

Anyang saw the dragon egg for the first time, and it was his own baby, so he hurriedly brought the fish tank over.

The "little egg" was ups and downs in the fish tank, as if it was splashing in the water, very happy, and rolled around in the water from time to time.

Anyang saw it, couldn't help laughing and said: "Can you still roll?"

Seeing Anyang laughing, Beiming Shishi sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Anyang silently, Anyang teased "Little Egg" for a while, and then noticed Beiming Shishi's hot eyes.

He was a little unnatural, coughed and said, "What's wrong?"

Beiming Shishi reached out to hold Anyang's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Anyang narrowed his eyes and said, "You don't know how to cheat, do you?"

Beiming Shishi said helplessly: "How is it possible, don't you know how obsessed I am with you?"

Beiming Shishi spoke in a serious tone, but he couldn't laugh at the words he said so shamelessly, and his voice was quite affectionate, revealing a trace of tenderness.

This seems to be the legendary Su...

An Yang was right in thinking, if Bei Ming Fourteen is not sued, who can sue?He was a former monarch, and if it was about Su, he would definitely be the number one leader.

Beiming Shishi hugged Anyang, let him lean into his arms, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't because of my problem, you wouldn't have experienced so much, I hurt you..."

At the end of Beiming Shishi's speech, his voice was extremely hoarse. He narrowed his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes turned blood red.

An Yang leaned against his heart, seemed to know what Beiming Shishi was thinking, chuckled, raised his head, his eyes turned bright silver, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since I'm sorry, how can I make it up to me? "

Beiming Shishi lowered his head, looked into Anyang's eyes, and said, "Hear everything."

Anyang smiled, as if he felt very satisfied with the answer, and suddenly with a force, "Bang!", he threw Bei Ming Shishi down, pressed Bei Ming Shishi's wrists with both hands, and put them together on top of his head.

Beiming Shishi was very obedient and didn't struggle. He straightened his arms naturally, with an appearance of not resisting or resisting, and letting the king take his place.

An Yang said with a smile: "Little beauty, why not follow the deity today?"

Beiming Fourteen gave a "hehe" laugh and said, "I can't ask for it."

Xiao Lianmu came up from downstairs with dinner, but when he got to the door, he didn't even need to push the door, he heard strange voices inside.

Anyang's dragon horns have popped up, and they are absolutely weak points. Po Meng is right, the dragon horns are the most deadly place in Anyang, but there is actually another place that even Po Meng doesn't know about.

Of course it's Ni Lin...

Anyang has recovered his spirit body. In this world, Anyang may be the only one who can subdue Beiming Shishi. However, no matter how powerful Anyang's spiritual power is, as long as Beiming Shishi makes a move, he immediately loses his helmet and armor, and is almost defeated.

Anyang felt ashamed of himself, obviously he should show the courage and majesty of a real dragon, but in the end...

Xiao Lianmu stood outside the door, shook his head helplessly, turned around to leave, and said helplessly to himself, "It seems that we should prepare tomorrow's breakfast."

The sun shone on Anyang's eyes, and his eyelashes trembled a little, as if he felt that the sun was a bit glaring, he hadn't woken up yet, and was in a daze.

At this moment, Anyang's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Your Majesty Qizuo, there is a daring thug asking to see him, should he answer or beheaded..."

Anyang couldn't open his eyes, so he stretched out his hand to touch it several times, pulled the phone over, fumbled and pressed the answer button, didn't bother to open his mouth, and made a questioning nasal sound, saying, "Huh?"

The other party was silent for two seconds, and Anyang was about to fall asleep again. He thought it was a harassing call, but then he heard Mr. Su's voice on the phone.

"Anyang?! Your voice is too sexy! It's so nice!"

Anyang's eyelids twitched, and he took a look at the phone, and the caller ID turned out to be Su Cuihua.

Anyang didn't wake up at all, rubbed his eyes, and glanced sideways. Beiming Shishi was not there, but there was a sound of splashing water in the bathroom, so he probably went to take a bath. He looked at the time again, it was eight o'clock in the morning.

It was too late yesterday, Anyang went to bed almost before dawn, he was very sleepy, and just wanted to ask Mr. Su what's the matter.

As a result, Mr. Su screamed, and Anyang was so frightened that he almost threw the phone out, thinking that he had encountered some vicious attack.

Immediately, Lian Zhichen's voice came from the phone, very majestic, saying, "Whose voice are you calling sexy?"

Mr. Su's begging voice: "No, no, no! You heard it wrong just now, it's true! Lian Zhichen! You are deaf at such a young age! Hey, wait—what are you doing! I'm warning you..."

Lian Zhichen laughed sinisterly, and said, "Okay, let me show you how old I am."

Mr. Su's voice screamed, "Wait, you rascal! You're not... a hero, I was wrong! You go around me once..."

Anyang: "..." Live version?

Anyang felt a little helpless, hung up the phone and threw it aside.

At this moment, with a "click", the door of the bathroom opened, and Bei Ming Shishi came out of the bathroom in a black silk bathrobe.

The black bathrobe set off Beiming Shishi's tall figure, standard abdominal muscles, long legs, wide shoulders full of security, and a lean and powerful waist.

It's just a picture of a beauty coming out of the bath.

Anyang hadn't woken up yet, but he woke up with a jerk, and the dragon horn that had just been hidden, popped out instantly.

Anyang felt a little itchy on his forehead, and quickly raised his hand, the dragon horn really popped out...

Beiming Shishi's wet hair was tucked back, and he made a very casual hairstyle with a big back. He walked over with a smile, sat next to Anyang, and said with a low smile, "What's wrong? The dragon horn has come out again?"

As he spoke, he gently touched Anyang's dragon horn.

Anyang took a deep breath, "Boom!" Pushing Beiming Shishi down at once, squinting his eyes, staring at Beiming Shishi viciously, but his voice was a little soft, and he whispered: "I still want it. "

Beiming Shishi raised his lips and smiled, thinking that Anyang was indeed a treasure, and said, "I will accompany you to the end."

Xiao Lianmu originally wanted to serve breakfast, but this time he didn't have to go upstairs. He heard a strange voice on the first floor, shook his head helplessly, and complained, "Aren't you hungry?"

Mr. Su's phone call came in the afternoon, and he was weak when he called.

"Hey……"

Anyang heard his dying voice, and said, "What are you doing? Do you need Beiming to collect the corpse for you?"

"Bah bah bah!"

Mr. Su hurriedly said: "What kind of corpses are you taking? I haven't lived enough yet."

Anyang sat on the chair, Beiming Shishi diligently half-bent, brushing his long hair, Anyang was like a landlord, wishing he didn't have to carry his mobile phone, Beiming Shishi held it up for him to make a call.

Mr. Su said weakly: "Actually, I have something I want to ask you for your help. I wanted to talk about it this morning. I blame that bastard Lian Zhichen..."

Mr. Su was very imposing, but at the end of his speech, his voice suddenly turned two corners, his confidence was lost, and he kept saying: "Good man, good man! You misunderstood, you heard wrong!"

Anyang: "..."

As a result, the phone was disconnected again, and it took a while to call back. Mr. Su's voice was even weaker, and he said, "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Anyang smiled and said, "Want Po Meng to send some more chocolates to Mr. Lian?"

Mr. Su: "..."

Mr. Su was silent for a while, and said: "Anyang...you have changed, you are no longer my little beauty."

After Mr. Su finished speaking, the phone... was disconnected again without accident. This time, he didn't even hear Mr. Su's screams, so he hung up quickly.

Anyang: "..."

Because Beiming Shishi asked Mr. Su to help him a few times before, Mr. Su also wanted to ask them for help because Beiming Shishi owed favors, so he couldn't shirk it at all.

In fact, the thing is like this, Mr. Su has a friend, not a monster, his friend is an ordinary person.

He is a very wealthy client, a collector. Since Mr. Su runs an auction house, he has been familiar with this client since he came and went.

This client is very straightforward, at least he buys a few big items from Mr. Su's auction house every month. Mr. Su has cooperated with him several times, and they got along very well, and became friends.

Of course, because the other party is an ordinary person, so far it is not known that Mr. Su is a good painter. This secret is still kept quite strictly.

This big client is named Jian, and his name is Jian Fang. He is a well-known collector and likes all kinds of antiques very much. Apart from collecting, he is also employed by a university as a professor.

The most important thing is that Jian Fang's family is very rich. Of course, Mr. Su has to take care of such a friend and client.

Recently, Jian Fang encountered a difficult problem, which no one else could solve. When Mr. Su heard it, only Beiming Shishi could solve it.

Anyang asked strangely, "What happened?"

Mr. Su said, "Of course it was a ghost encounter!"

"Hit a ghost?"

Beiming Shishi said flatly: "My group is murder, not ghost hunting."

Mr. Su said: "Of course I know, that's why I asked you for help, not to report the crime to you, but if the murder is really committed, wouldn't I lose a huge client?"

Because Mr. Su had helped before, it was not easy for Beiming Shishi to refuse. It happened that the fourth group had nothing to do recently and was still busy investigating the follow-up of the kindergarten, so Beiming Shishi agreed.

Mr. Su called Jian Fang, and it happened that Jian Fang had time tonight.

Jian Fang is a collector and a part-time university professor. It is reasonable to say that he has plenty of time, but recently Jian Fang wants to build a private museum. The land is being developed and constructed, and Jian Fang is personally supervised, so he does not have enough time.

There was time tonight, so the two parties agreed to meet at Jian Fang's house.

Mr. Su just gave them the address, and did not follow. In fact, Mr. Su wanted to follow. After all, he and Jian Fang are familiar.

but……

Lian Zhichen was jealous, Mr. Su and Jian Fang were too familiar, according to what Mr. Su said, once Lian Zhichen became jealous, he became so black that it was unbearable, so he didn't go.

Beiming Shishi drove and took Anyang to Jianfang's suburban villa.

Beiming Shishi said worriedly, "How is your body?"

Anyang was asked by him and coughed. From last night to this morning, the two of them have been shameless, and several times in a row. Of course, Beiming Shishi felt sorry for Anyang's body. After all, the dragon egg was only born. but……

The key is Anyang...

Anyang coughed, and said as naturally as possible: "It's nothing, nothing at all, I'm just afraid of your kidney failure."

Beiming Shishi chuckled lightly and said, "That's good."

Anyang: "..."

The two drove to Jian Fang's villa, and he was indeed a rich man. The villa looked antique. From entering the garden, there were antiques everywhere.

Anyang looked around, there are so many antiques, all of them are old objects, no wonder there are ghosts.

Jian Fang was already waiting for them at the gate of the villa, and when he saw Beiming Shishi's car, he immediately went up to it.

This Mr. Jian looks about 35 years old, young and promising, with a height of about 1.8 meters [-], looks refined, but not like a poor scholar, wearing a pair of eyes, looks gentle and polite.

Jian Fang shook hands with Beiming Fourteenth Anyang and said, "You two, please come in."

Everyone walked in, and Jian Fang's house was very big, but there was no nanny, not even an hourly worker, but the house was well-organized. It could be seen that Jian Fang was a little obsessive-compulsive, and everything was tidied up very well.

Jian Fang asked the two to sit down and said, "I'm really sorry, please come here."

Anyang looked at Jian Fang for a while. Jian Fang's face was absolutely brilliant among the crowd, but it was a pity that compared with Beiming Fourteen, it was immediately eclipsed. sense of bleakness.

But speaking of Jian Fang's face alone, he is also very handsome, and it's not for nothing. He is wearing a shirt and trousers, and a gray-blue vest outside, revealing an abstinence atmosphere.

Anyang looked at Jian Fang, his complexion was normal, there was no black air, and there was no resentment of being possessed on his body. If it was said to be a ghost, it was a bit unusual.

Seeing Anyang sizing Jian Fang up at Beiming Shishi, even though he only went to Anyang for "business", he couldn't help but feel jealous, so he quietly took Anyang's hand, and gently stroked his palm with his index finger.

"Ho..."

Anyang took a deep breath, the dragon horns on his forehead almost popped out, and he turned his head and glared at Beiming Shishi.

Seeing that his cheeks were slightly red and his eyes were sharp, but there was an indescribable charm, Beiming Shishi was in a good mood immediately.

Anyang rolled his eyes at Beiming Shishi, then turned his head and continued to say to Jian Fang: "I don't know what trouble Mr. Jian has encountered?"

Logically speaking, Jian Fang is a "cultural person", a university professor, it is impossible to believe in these gods and ghosts, but Jian Fang has to believe it.

Just half a month ago, Jian Fang encountered some strange things one after another...

He would dream every night, dreaming of all kinds of antique treasures that he had newly purchased. In his dream, Jane couldn't put it down.

Jian Fang woke up from the dream at that time. To know those treasures, let’s not talk about money or not. The most important thing is Jian Fang’s heart.

But luckily it was a dream...

Jian Fang knew clearly that it was a dream.

"but……"

Jian Fang seemed a little tired, took out a box, opened it with a "click", and inside was the "corpse" of a vase.

It was almost broken into scum, and it was impossible to recover...

Jian Fang wiped his face and said: "I clearly remember it was a dream, but when I got up, the vase was really broken, exactly like in the dream, and my dream became reality."

More than once.

After Jane releases, she will dream every night...

Anyang said in surprise: "Mr. Jian, you don't... smash antiques every night, do you?"

Jian Fang's face was not very good-looking, but he still said: "It's not like we smash antiques every night, but... we smashed about five or six pieces."

Anyang: "..." I really want to know the total price of these smashed antiques...

Beiming Fourteen said: "Aside from this, is there anything else? What makes Mr. Jian so sure that he has hit a ghost?"

Jian Fang rubbed her forehead and said, "There is one more thing, which is also related to my dreaming."

Jane is planning to build her own private museum. The land has been found and construction has started.

Speaking of which, about half a month ago, the construction site needed to lay a foundation, and there was a grave under the construction site.

It is actually very common to dig out graves during construction, and the workers don't take it seriously at all. However, apart from the graves, strange things were also dug up, which may be something like a funeral, a small box.

Inside the box is a specimen of a butterfly, which is very well preserved.

Jian Fang likes to collect antiques, this butterfly specimen, even the box is very beautiful, so Jian Fang took it home.

Jian Fang said wearily: "The next day... the butterfly specimen flew away by itself."

Anyang said in surprise: "The specimen flew away?"

Jian Fang nodded and said: "Yes, I flew away, the box was opened, and the box was still there, but the butterfly specimen flew away. After that... I started to have strange dreams, and everything in the dream would become real. Yes, and..."

When Jian Fang said this, he rubbed his palms, and seemed to feel a little awkward, his face was full of embarrassment, and said: "In addition to smashing antiques, I... had a strange dream."

Jian Fang's speech was a bit intermittent, and it seemed that it was not easy to say. Anyang soon understood why it was not easy to say, because it was more private...

Jian Fang also dreamed that he had an intimate relationship with a teenager, in the dream.

He was a young man, he didn't look very old, Jian Fang felt that he was crazy, he didn't know why he had such a dream, he was a teacher after all, it was so ironic to have such a dream.

That young man has a delicate appearance, a slender figure, a small face that is as big as a palm, and...

Jian Fang rubbed his face and said, "And behind him... there are a pair of butterfly wings."

"Butterfly wings?"

An Yang narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something, he stood up suddenly, walked in front of Jian Fang, and slowly bent down.

Jian Fang was originally taller than Anyang, but because Jian Fang was sitting on the sofa, Anyang must be a bit taller than him. Anyang slowly lowered his waist, and even reached out to support Jian Fang's chin.

Jian Fang was taken aback for a moment, looking at Anyang in confusion, not knowing what he was going to do, and because Anyang was squinting his eyes, for some reason, Jian Fang suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't go against, following Anyang's movements, he raised his chin slightly .

Anyang raised Jian Fang's chin, and slowly approached Jian Fang. For a moment, Jian Fang held his breath, a little surprised, he seemed to see Anyang's eyes that were like lacquer, suddenly turned into a bright silver color, but it seemed to be an illusion .

Beiming Fourteen: "..."

Beiming looked at Anyang "molesting" Jian Fang with fourteen eyes, his lungs were about to explode, his face darkened immediately, he stood up immediately, and strode over.

Fortunately, Anyang let go in time, loosened the hand that clamped Jane's chin, and then stroked his temples lightly.

Raising her index finger, she said with a smile, "So it's Mengdie."

Jian Fang only saw something shiny on Anyang's index finger, like a pearl, exuding a faint pink color, but he didn't know what it was.

Did it just come off from your sideburns?

An Yang was about to explain what the pearly powder was, but Beiming Shishi had strode over, grabbed An Yang's wrist, and said coldly to Jian Fang: "I'm sorry, we have something to do temporarily, I'll come to you tomorrow .”

Jian Fang nodded and said, "It's all right, please go ahead, both of you."

Anyang looked confused, and was dragged away by Beiming Shishi with a dark face.

The two got into the car directly, drove out of Jian Fang's villa, and then stopped on the empty suburban road.

Anyang didn't see Beiming Shishi's darkened face, and said with a smile: "It seems that the butterfly specimen that Mr. Jian found is a dream butterfly. Dreaming, and the dreams created by Mengdie make dreams and reality merge into one. Zhuang Zhou Mengdie said, "Suddenly feel, then you will suddenly be Zhou. I don't know if Zhou's dream is Hu Die's dream, but Hu Die's dream is Zhou Yu?"..."

When Anyang said this, he saw Beiming Shishi's darkened face, and said in a daze, "Are you... not feeling well? What's wrong with your face?"

Beiming Shishi sneered with a "huh" and said, "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach."

Anyang said in surprise: "Stomach pain?"

Beiming Shishi looked at Anyang, and said bluntly: "My lover goes to mess with flowers and grass every day, and his stomach is sour."

Anyang: "..." Sticking, sticking to flowers and messing with grass?

Beiming Shishi saw Anyang's dazed face, he "molested" Jian Fang without knowing it, took a deep breath, unbuckled his seat belt with a "snap", and turned to Anyang.

Anyang looked at Beiming Shishi and said, "What are you doing?"

Beiming Shishi leaned over, squinted his eyes, put Anyang's wall on the co-pilot of the car, and then raised Anyang's index finger.

His index finger is still glowing with a light pink pearl, which is the scale powder on the wings of the dream butterfly.

Under Anyang's shocked gaze, Beiming Shishi raised Anyang's index finger, then pressed it on his own lips, kissed lightly, and wiped off the scales.

Anyang was taken aback, and said, "Lin... Linlin... Linfen!"

After Anyang finished speaking, he felt very sleepy, his eyelids were heavy, and he couldn't support himself. He tilted his head against the co-pilot and fell into endless dreams...

"Anyang..."

"Calling you Anyang, okay?"

Anyang knew that it was all Beiming Shishi's fault that he fell into a dreamland. The scale powder and Beiming Shishi's spiritual power made Anyang fall into the dream of a dream butterfly in an instant.

He knew that this was a dream, and slowly opened his eyes, he saw Beiming Shishi with long hair, wearing a black royal robe and a crown, looking at him with a smile, his eyes were extremely gentle.

"Anyang, hand it over to..."

"Give yourself, completely...to..."

Beiming Shishi, who was wearing a crowned royal robe, kissed Anyang's dragon horn devoutly. At that time, Anyang was just a small dragon like a cucumber egg, and he couldn't stand Beiming Shishi's serial beauties played by emperors... …

"Hoo!!"

Anyang gasped, opened his eyes suddenly, woke up from the "spring dream", widened his eyes, turned his head and saw that it was Beiming Shishi.

Beiming Shishisi sat on the driver's side, while Anyang was still leaning on the co-pilot. The clothes of the two were neat and not messy at all.

Beiming raised his head fourteen, with a relaxed face, squinted his eyes, looked at Anyang with a gentle smile, and said in a low voice: "I am serving the fairy, are you okay?"

Anyang: "..."

Anyang's throat slid dryly, and Beiming Shishi smiled again and said: "Xianjun's first time, it's really young."

Anyang: "..." Beiming Fourteen is an insidious villain!

Without waiting for his answer, Bei Ming Shisi bowed his head in his ear and said softly, "Anyang, do I count as asking you for two firsts?"

Anyang: "..." Lost, it's too embarrassing...