Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 160 A Big Dream

When the Hexin wine enters the throat, it is extremely sweet.

Putting down the wine glass, Song Heqing felt a little distracted.

This is his master and his wife.

Song Heqing looked up at the woman in front of her, her usually gentle and indifferent eyes were full of smiles.

Qiao smiles beautifully, beautiful eyes look forward to it.

Putting her plain fingertips on the back of his hand, she said softly: "He Qing, do you like the way I look now?"

Song Heqing subconsciously shook his head and nodded again.

Jiang Yu chuckled, making him instantly blush with embarrassment.

Song Heqing blushed, with a slight smile on his lips, and held Jiang Yu's hand tightly, which was a little cold and slender.

Wrap her hand in your palm and interlock your fingers.

The warm fragrance in the copper stove spreads everywhere, and the lamplight reflects the picturesque faces of the two people.

Jiang Yu just let him hold his hand obediently, and the two of them sat on the edge of the bed. Song Heqing let go of his hand, and the hand on his knee clenched and unclenched.

Finally, he climbed sideways onto Jiang Yu's waist, tightening his grip.

Song Heqing obediently buried his head in Jiang Yu's neck and said angrily: "Master, is this true? Why do I feel it is so unreal?"

Jiang Yu stroked his hair gently, turned his face and kissed the tip of his pale and cool ear gently, "Isn't it true now?"

Song Heqing didn't dare to look up when the warm touch hit him, and the hot touch spread from his face.

My heart softened into a piece of white cotton that could be kneaded by the person in front of me. It was soaked in wet sweat. If I poked it gently, I would see a small mark.

The red tips of his ears seemed to be so hot that they could burn people. Jiang Yu pinched his ears and said with a smile, "Why are you still so shy? Today is our happy day."

Song Heqing raised his head and pressed Jiang Yu hard on the bed with some shame, "Don't laugh."

Jiang Yu kept saying, "If you don't laugh, don't laugh."

But his eyebrows were crooked, and there was a smile hidden in his eyes, which was completely unconvincing.

Song Heqing supported Jiang Yu's chin, and slowly he leaned over and kissed her rosy lips.

Jiang Yu did not resist, but remained motionless with a surprised expression.

Song Heqing felt shy from her straightforward gaze, and couldn't help covering her eyes, "Ah Yu, don't look."

"Master, don't you shout anymore?"

Song Heqing blushed and said nothing.

"It's a big treason."

Jiang Yu's smiling eyes could still be seen through the gaps between his fingers, and his long eyelashes blinked lightly, tickling the palms of his hands.

The atmosphere is strong and the night is just right.

"Song Heqing! Wake up!"

Song Heqing looked down at the person below her, and suddenly said harshly, with some hesitation, "Ayu...how did your voice change?"

Or he got it wrong.

"Song Heqing, wake up?" Jiang Yu suddenly pushed him away and sat up, shaking his shoulders.

Song Heqing looked at her in confusion: "What's wrong? I'm very awake now."

"Why don't you wake up? If you open your eyes and speak, I will believe you." Jian Bai angrily dragged Song Heqing out of the quilt and glanced at Jiang Yu who was standing in the corner.

"What kind of dream are you, my disciple, dreaming about? You're still like this and you still don't want to wake up?"

Jiang Yu walked to the bed and looked at him with a frown.

How would she know?
"You can find a way to wake him up yourself, I don't care!" After Jian Bai finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and left.

Jiang Yu stopped him, "You can't let him know I'm here."

Jian Bai looked around, glanced at the wine on the table, ran over, picked up the wine glass, and poured it on Song Heqing's face.

Song Heqing woke up suddenly, raised his eyes blankly, and looked at the dark green bed curtain. His thick and deep eyes suddenly turned clear, and they were clear and bright before.

"I heard that you are looking for me?" Jian Bai probed his head and looked down at Song Heqing.

Song Heqing recognized this person as the person he saw in the restaurant that day.

Ignoring this person's words, I looked around and saw that the setting in recent years was no different from other rooms. If I had to say it was different, it was probably that the furnishings inside were quite expensive and revealed some elegance.

Song Heqing wiped the drink from his face, "Is it your fault?"

Deliberately set up an illusion and wait for him to fall into the net.

"It's not me." Jian Bai immediately retorted.

"Then how do you know I'm looking for you, and how do you know I'm here?" Song Heqing retorted.

"That only means that I'm following you, but it doesn't mean that I'm plotting against you."

Song Heqing pushed Jian Bai away and walked out of bed.

There seemed to be the aroma of thick fog and a faint aroma of wine in the air.

Walking to the table and looking at the overturned wine glass, the rest of the wine flowed gently along the mouth of the glass, dripping to the ground.

As he watched, Song Heqing pursed his lips tightly, his ears were red, but his face was pale.

"How dare you... lead me into such an illusion!" The sword in Song Heqing's hand suddenly solidified and pointed at Jian Bai, "You deserve to die!"

"Hey, wait until you have something to say. Don't fight here!"

Song Heqing chased Jian Bai and flew out of the room, and the two of them landed on the roof.

The moonlight was bright, casting the silhouettes of the two people.

"Why are you crazy? I saved you, and you want to kill me?" Jian Bai said loudly.

Song Heqing stopped and stood opposite him, "Did you save me?"

"Yes, there is a trance formation in that room."

"Dream Formation..." Song Heqing raised his eyes in panic. The scent was indeed somewhat similar to what was described in the book.

The psychedelic dream formation is a formation that can induce hallucinations.The phantom formation of Mi Meng Xiangfu can evoke secret fantasies in people's hearts once they enter the formation. Even if their hearts are strong enough to break the formation, Mi Meng Xiang has become so dense that it is difficult for people to return to reality.

Could this be what he was thinking...

"Why are you blushing?"

Song Heqing raised his eyes and saw the person who had walked up to him at some point, looking very interested.

"What did you dream about in the phantom array? No matter how much you shout, you can't wake up... I'm afraid it's not a sweet dream."

"none of your business!"

"Okay, it's none of my business."

Song Heqing put away his sword, turned and left.

Jian Bai snorted coldly, what a bad temper.

He looked at the air beside him, and complained in a low voice, "Look at your apprentice, this is your well-behaved and sensible little apprentice? Take a closer look, what kind of bad temper does he have in private?"

"If you have a good temper, you have to separate people." Jiang Yu defended his young apprentice not to be outdone.

"Heh, by the way, aren't you curious about what your little apprentice is dreaming about?"

"This is someone else's private matter, why are you curious?" Jiang Yu frowned, "Don't try to pry into his memory, or I won't let you go."

"I'm still sensible about this. I just find it interesting that that boy's face turns red and white when I think about it."

"Don't hit my apprentice's attention!" After the warning, he took two steps faster to keep up with his little apprentice.

Jian Bai stayed where he was, with a look of helplessness on his face, "That's not what you do when you ask for help. The master and the apprentice have exactly the same ability to burn down bridges when crossing rivers."

"The way you look at me as a disciple, tsk, I can't bear to look at you." Jian Bai was talking nonchalantly from behind.

Song Heqing looked back and felt that this man was very strange. He seemed to like talking to himself.

(End of this chapter)