"Xiaojun..." He wouldn't let her go. He stretched out his long arm, pulled her with all his strength, and pushed her to the sofa. "Uh ah 7e" It's too hard.

The wound on his arm overflowed with blood, dyeing the white cloth a little red, and the pain made him grit his teeth.

"Shaoting..." Seeing that the white cloth bandaged around his injured area was stained red, her heart ached, "How is it? It hurts, doesn't it?" At this moment, she was not in a hurry to leave.

Wanting to ease his discomfort, her pretty red lips came close to the injured part of his arm, and she breathed him without hesitation, "Hu 7e Hu 7e Shaoting, is this better? Hu 7e Hu 7e Still can do it?"

Doesn’t it hurt? Huh 7e Huh 7e”

"Xiaojun..." He loved her so much at this time. The pain and pain disappeared in an instant. What remained in his heart was only the warm, sweet and wonderful feeling, and his eyes blinked as if moved.

, he pushed her down violently and kissed her lips wildly without saying a word...

The nectar in her mouth was possessed by him, and her voice was swallowed up by him.

Qiu Xiaojun felt that she could hardly breathe. When his hands fanned her body, she became nervous and frightened. Then she pushed him hard, blushed and said hoarsely, "Shao Ting"

, No, you have an injury on your arm, we... uh uh..." Without saying anything, he kissed her lips again.

What does the injury on the arm count?

At this moment, Mo Shaoting's desire was high. He just wanted her, to love her with all his heart and with all his strength...

This time, Mo Shaoting was particularly enthusiastic and devoted to the intimacy. After a long absence of passion, he hugged Qiu Xiaojun and lay on the two-meter-wide bed, caressed her face for a while, and gently kissed her with his long fingers.

He picked up a few strands of her long white hair and asked in a soft voice, a little confused: "Why did you dye your hair white?"

Qiu Xiaojun looked at his face and smiled lightly, "Why, doesn't it look good?"

"Haha, no, you are very beautiful and sexy." He said with a smile, "You have changed so much in the dream, your hair has turned white and your eyes have turned amber."

Well, it turns out that he still thought he was dreaming.

Hearing this, Qiu Xiaojun couldn't help laughing. After thinking about it, he gently pinched his slightly bearded chin naughtily, "Am I better-looking in the dream or in reality?"

"You are both beautiful in the dream and in reality." He seemed to be very good at talking, "I like you the same and love you the same."

"If one day all my hair falls out, all my teeth fall out, and my face is covered with acne, will you still like me and love me?"

He nodded with a gentle smile, and looked at her with two charming and charming eyes, "Xiaojun, no matter what you become, I like you." He said softly, and kissed her again with his lips.

Kissing her lips over and over again, sometimes sucking, sometimes nibbling, sometimes gentle, sometimes wild, doing everything possible, as if he couldn't get enough of kissing her lips.

"Shaoting..." In his colorful and passionate kisses, Qiu Xiaojun was drunk. He didn't know when he closed his eyes, and he didn't know when he hugged his neck with both hands and opened the door.

Her red lips moved her lilac tongue, and she kissed him passionately.

"Oh, my baby..." He loved her to the depths of his heart. He slowly turned over and gently pressed her under him, letting his passion burst out again...

It seemed that when it was almost dawn, the passion between him and her slowly came to an end. He held her in his arms, a faint smile of satisfaction appeared on the corner of his beautiful mouth, looked at her face and slowly fell asleep in a good mood.

.

Qiu Xiaojun was awake all the time. After he fell asleep, he opened his eyes. Looking at his handsome face full of aristocratic temperament, he felt happy and a little sad. He kissed his lips gently and then

He got up and got out of bed, turned around and disappeared, returning to Jack's house in the blink of an eye.

Since establishing a relationship with Jack, it seems that Jack's home is her home.

Jack had been waiting for her at home. When he saw her coming back, he felt relieved, "Xiaojun, nothing happened to Mo Shaoting, right?"

"No." She shook her head, with a trace of lingering sadness still on her face, "Jack, Bai Zhuyue's ghost is attached to my sister's body. I must find out about this matter. I decided

Go to the Sunshine Island Country to find her father Bai Baihua."

"Xiaojun, I'll go with you." Jack stepped forward, hugged her body and said uneasily.

"No, you stay here." She refused without hesitation, raised her head, and looked at his face with pleading eyes, "After I leave, you must be careful about Bai Zhuyue and don't let her do anything to Shaoting.

Do some hateful things with Jianyu, okay?"

Jack thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay."

Well, those two men are his love rivals. It sounds really sad that he wants to protect his love rival. However, for her mood, no matter how unwilling he is, he will still agree.

He promised her that he would definitely protect Mo Shaoting and Ouyang Jianyu from being harassed by Bai Zhuyue in the slightest.

…

When it was daybreak, Mo Shaoting turned over and stretched out one arm to the side, trying to hug something. Unexpectedly, he didn't hug anything. His charming eyes suddenly opened and he saw nothing around him.

, with only the invisible air accompanying him, the corner of his mouth raised a pale arc in discomfort... Hehe, Xiaojun, it turns out that everything that happened to you and me last night was really a dream.

Why is it just a dream? Why, not a fact?

Can dreams not disappear when you wake up?

He felt extremely lost. He lay silently on the huge bed, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while before lazily getting out of bed. Without thinking, he lowered his head slightly and saw the broken pieces all over the floor.

Scum, I quickly looked around, and I was shocked to find that my luxurious and huge bedroom had become a mess after one night, as if a world war had occurred.

Uh, what, what is going on? I was too obsessed with my dream last night. Did any damn Eight-Nation Allied Forces enter my bedroom to burn, kill, and loot?

Seeing such a scene, his mind was frozen, and it took him a while to recover. He hurriedly walked to the cloakroom, preparing to put on clothes quickly and investigate carefully. "Uh ah 7e" Who knows when he raised his hand to get dressed, his arm

There was a feeling of pain in my body. I turned around and saw the place bandaged with red cloth. Immediately, my mind immediately recalled with great clarity that I dreamed of Qiu Xiaojun bandaging his wounds last night. His handsome eyebrows,

He suddenly frowned in confusion.

Last night, I dreamed that Xiaojun was bandaging my wounds, and when I woke up, there were real wounds on my arms. This meant that I was not dreaming, and what happened last night was real.

But, since I wasn't dreaming, why didn't I remember that my bedroom turned out like this?

He was so confused. No matter how he thought, he couldn't figure out what was going on. He put on his clothes thoughtfully and quickly dialed a phone number, "Xiao Wu, you and AK will come to my bedroom right away."

A few minutes later, Xiao Wu and Ah K rushed over and entered his super large bedroom. They were stunned when they saw the messy scene inside.

"Your Highness, what is going on?" After being stunned for a few seconds, Xiao Wu looked at the antique debris on the floor and asked very cautiously.

He crossed his slender legs and sat on the sofa in an extremely dignified and majestic manner, and said solemnly: "Don't ask me, if I knew, I wouldn't ask you two to come here."

Xiao Wu and Ah K were both speechless. They looked at each other and looked at him in confusion.

He raised his eyes and saw the expressions of the two of them, not to mention how unhappy he was, "You two, don't look at me like that. This is not a prank on my part. I'm not that bored."

"Haha, Your Highness, that's not what we meant." Ak smiled ingratiatingly and said hurriedly.

"Did a woman with white hair and amber eyes come to see me last night?" He was silent for two seconds and looked at the two of them and asked seriously.

"No." The two said in unison, shaking their heads at the same time.

"How could it not be?" Hearing their answers so affirmatively, he felt angry and anxious, "That woman is Qiu Xiaojun. Think carefully about whether she entered my bedroom last night."

"Your Highness, who is Qiu Xiaojun?" Xiao Wu and Ah K were asked by him, leaving Monk Zhanger confused.

"She is Bai Zhuyue."

Only then did the two of them suddenly realize.

"Your Highness, Miss Bai didn't come to see you last night, so it's impossible for her to enter your bedroom." Xiao Wu affirmed.

Uh, so to put it this way, last night's ups and downs with Qiu Xiaojun and having a wonderful time together were just a dream that I had had?

Mo Shaoting's mind was almost confused. He gritted his teeth angrily and raised his right hand to lift up his sleeve to reveal the wound on his left arm. "If she didn't come to see me last night, then the wound on my arm would be...

Who bandaged me again?"

"Ah, Your Highness, are you injured?"

"Your Highness, how could your arm be injured?"

Seeing the injury on his arm, Xiao Wu and Ah K both looked anxious and walked quickly to him at the same time.

At this time, Mo Shaoting was the older of the two, "Don't ask me, I don't know how there was a wound on my arm - you two, find out about this matter immediately, I want to know my bedroom

Why is it like this and why is there an injury on my arm?"

"Yes, yes, your highness, let's go check it out right now." The two of them nodded repeatedly, then turned around at the same time and walked out of his bedroom quickly.

It feels like a dream but not like a dream, it feels real, but there is no evidence to prove the truth. How to decide between fiction and reality?

Mo Shaoting felt that this matter was evil and full of mystery. After staying alone in the messy bedroom for a while, he immediately walked out of the bedroom thinking about Qiu Xiaojun's face.

Xiaojun, I must see you today. If your hair is white and your eyes are amber, then we did spend last night together and it was definitely not a dream.

Xiaojun, everything about our time together last night was so real. No matter what, I don’t want this to be just a dream.

…

When the sky was not completely bright, Qiu Xiaojun left.

Jack was worried about her safety and really wanted to accompany her, but he promised her to protect Mo Shaoting and Ouyang Jianyu, so he didn't follow her secretly. Shortly after she left, he took out a bottle of sunscreen cream,

He applied it all over his body carefully, then went out and went to find Ouyang Jianyu first.

Mo Shaoting came to Qiu Xiaojun's apartment. After ringing the doorbell for a long time, she didn't open the door. He took out his mobile phone and dialed her number, but couldn't get through. He felt that what happened last night was very suspicious. After thinking about it, he frowned.

He hesitated and dialed a number that had not been dialed for a long time.

It seemed that the owner of the number he dialed did not want to see him and did not answer the call.

When he didn't answer, he felt a little angry. He sighed softly and dialed that person's number again.

Well, the other party still didn't answer. He tried his best to be patient and continued to call for the third time. Unexpectedly, the other party hung up the phone as soon as he dialed.
To be continued...