Chapter 38 Ridiculous Dream

Zhao Ze had a dream when he was dying. In the dream, he met a fresh and refined girl. The girl stood in the middle of the lake with a three-foot breeze sword and asked seriously, "Brother Zhong, do you still love me?"

"Brother Zhong? Who is Brother Zhong? Zhao Ze was puzzled.

"Brother Zhong, if you really don't love me, you can say it directly. Don't pretend to be crazy. I know you're lying!"

Zhao Ze looked at the girl opposite her and didn't seem to be joking, but how could he answer? He was silent.

"Love or not, you taught me, and now I'll ask you!" The girl took a step closer with the sword.

"This..." It's fake to say that Zhao Ze doesn't love her. Look at how beautiful the girl is and how beautiful she is. As the saying goes: a fair lady is good, but Zhao Ze is also very confused. He doesn't know the girl. If he really agrees like this, it is not what a gentleman does after all.

"What are you hesitating about? Do you have a new lover, or do you think I'm a few years older than you? I'm afraid that people will gossip about you!" The girl approached again.

"No... No!" Zhao Ze sighed, and then explained with an awkward expression, "You... You are very cute and likable, and you are also my type, but you know, I... I don't know what your name is yet."

Zhao Ze's words made the girl laugh. She jumped to Zhao Ze and asked harshly, "You really can't even remember what I said?"

"You... What's your name? Zhao Ze knocked on his head hard and thought for a long time before asking tentatively, "Your name is - Baoer!"

"Bah, baby, you aunt, eat my sword!"

A cold light suddenly appeared while talking, poo... With a sound, the sword body broke into the body, and the blood rushed out of the body and dyed the lake under his feet red.

At this moment, Zhao Ze only felt a subtle chill in his chest. The chill became stronger and heavier. He froze his whole body, and the dream suddenly ended...

In the family room of the Shangguan government, the dream of the senior sister of the imperial sword was even more strange.

She half-** leaned on the quilt. I don't know how long she slept. She only felt that there was a warm current on her back. The warm current came from five directions. In the continuous rubbing, she felt very comfortable. She really didn't want to wake up, but she could have this clear feeling in her mind, which was enough to show that she had woken up, but she didn't want to open her eyes, let alone I would like to lose that inexplicable pleasure.

"Don't..." Sister Yujian snorted, and her cheeks were slightly red. She felt that a big hand was leaning into her arms and rubbing the two cherries on her chest ragingly. This was a very shameful thing. How could she say it...

Forget it, don't think about it. It's a curtain of dreams. Sister Yujian secretly told herself that she would continue to enjoy the blessings between the husband and wife, and refused to welcome it and let it develop.

"Ah... What's spilled on your back? It's so cold, and it smells like grape wine."

She wanted to open her eyes, but a burning breath immediately sprayed on her neck. She fell into madness again, allowing a fragrant tongue to suck the liquor on her body. This kind of skin kiss was something she had never experienced before. A faint blush appeared on the skin where the tip of her tongue slipped, which was tempting.

After finally drying the milk, Shangguan Baoer was so tired that her back was sore. The purple smoke beside her straightened up with the copper basin and laughed in a low voice, "Miss, you said that if your aunt knew that you spilled milk all over her, she would definitely be furious when she woke up!"

A word woke up the dreamer. Shangguan Baoer suddenly stiffened on the spot. She bowed her body and was in a daze on the soft couch for a long time before she rolled out of bed with a bad smile. She grabbed Ziyan's shoulder and threatened, "Ziyan is your kindness to wipe your aunt's back. You accidentally did it. Remember, if you say half wrong. One word, be careful to drive you out and sell it to the orchid building!"

Ziyan ate a turtle, and he secretly hated himself for talking too much.