Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

864 Nightmare (2)

Moreover, while struggling hard to pull his arm, she kept pacing in front of Li Moying.

Huang Lili can clearly feel that the body temperature of the male body below him has gradually increased significantly.

Li Moying, who was asleep, frowned, her breathing became a little faster, and she was about to wake up ...

Fenghuang Li became nervous and suddenly forcefully, flinging Li Moying's arm to the side!

"Ye--!" Li Moying squinted his head on the pillow dissatisfied, his eyelids trembling slightly.

Fenghuang turned away, rolled out of bed, and stared nervously at his face.

Fortunately, Li Moying slept really well today, so she didn't wake up.

She quickly turned and ran out of the room without even putting on her shoes!

When Huang Yan left the room next door to solve his personal problems, when he walked back, he again encountered difficulties.

When I came out just now, I managed to step out from Li Moying. Now, if I go back to sleep, would I have to step over from him again?

The corners of her mouth twitched, and her heart was full of depression!

Really, it's so troublesome to have a man in the room! Knowing that, she would not agree with Li Moying! Decided, tell the guy tomorrow morning that she regrets that he will not be allowed to live any longer! If he dares to break in casually, she will make a lot of organs in the bedroom and hang him!

Feng Huangli secretly fisted and thought his idea was really good.

However, before she entered the room door, she heard a "bang" from the room!

Huang Yan left for a moment, and hurried back to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the room, the intermittent moaning came out of the big bed.

"Uh ... hmm ..."

Fenghuang Li hurriedly snapped her fingers, and several oil lamps in the room lit up at the same time.

On the big bed, Li Moying's brows were wrinkled, her face was pale, her face was painful, and the hair on her forehead had been soaked with sweat. She kept twisting and twisting, but never opened her eyes.

And a celadon vase on the bedside table has been dropped to the ground and has become a fragment of the ground. It is estimated that Li Moying swept the ground unconsciously.

Fenghuang Li ran to the bed, watching the unnatural flush on his face, and panic in her heart.

How could this be? When she left just now, the man slept like a dead pig. She was so frustrated that he didn't respond. Now, she has left so short a quarter of an hour. Why is he ...

Fenghuang Li reached out to his face and patted him gently.

"Li Moying, you wake up! How are you?"

Not only did Li Moying not wake up, she let go of her hand, and said vaguely in her mouth, "No-no, danger! Don't go!"

"Don't go?" Huang Yanli blinked, "Li Moying, you have a nightmare! Don't be afraid, just wake up!"

She reached out to Li Moying's chest and pressed him comfortably, trying to calm him down, but his chest was still violently undulating, as if entangled by a deep and terrifying nightmare, unable to escape.

Huang Yeli is a bit uncertain, and I don't know if he should wake him up.

It is said that if people who wake up from the outbreak of the soul are forcibly awakened, they will cause secondary damage to their primordial gods, but will worsen their illness.

However, if you do n’t wake him up and watch Li Moying look like this now, it will make Huang Yan centrifugal hurt ...

(End of this chapter)