The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1338 His secret sweetheart

  She wanted to change back, but in a hurry, she couldn't make any spells. Blame her, blame her for not practicing well all day.

  After listening to so many Buddhist scriptures and understanding so much Buddhism, I am just a half-hearted person.

  She was afraid that the small ingot outside the door would come in, but in a hurry, she actually walked up.

  The man behind the screen turned his back to him, with ink scattered on his head, and he was lying on the tub with a smooth back.

  "Help me wipe my back." Yang Dianfeng narrowed his eyes and didn't look back.

  The ball stood stiffly, and removed a white and soft towel from the screen.

  Holding the towel in his little hand, he gently wiped his back.

   "Yuan Bao, you are a bit weak today? Why don't you seem to be full. Like a chick." Yang Dianfeng mumbled, the ball suddenly pouted and rolled his eyes.

  You are a maiden, and your whole family is a maiden.

   "Use a little force."

  The ball rubbed his back vigorously.

  For a long time, the ball arm became sore, and my heart was bitter.

  Yang Dianfeng seemed to wake up from a false sleepy yawn.

   "Rub your forehead." Yang Dianfeng said half asleep and half awake, as if he had no eyesight to see this ingot.

  On weekdays, Yuanbao rubbed his back and pressed his temples.

   Today, I wiped my back weakly, and didn't even press my temples.

  The little girl behind her paused, seeming to hesitate.

  Yang Dianfeng squinted his eyes, warm little hands covering both sides. For a moment, he seemed to feel something was wrong.

  Small hands are warm, delicate and slippery. He was half-asleep and half-awake, but he woke up instantly.

  Not ingot!

  The familiar fragrance behind him, which had been entwining him all day, appeared again.

  He can even feel a touch of warmth.

  Yang Dianfeng's heart was beating pounding, as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

  He has a sullen face, and he can't even tell if it is an illusion or reality.

  He only had a dream last night, why is it so powerful? Actually, you have hallucinations before you sleep?

  The water is almost cold.

  Yang Dianfeng gritted his teeth, no matter the hallucinations or not, Sudden wanted to turn around.

  The ball has been paying attention to him, and the moment he saw his shoulder turn, it quickly retreated.

  Under reasonable circumstances, Yang Dianfeng felt that he had grasped a tender little hand before he could see his face clearly.

  Only an instant, the hurried figure disappeared behind the screen.

  Yang Dianfeng stood up quickly, trying to get the clothes, but found that the ingot hanging on the screen was only a coat.

  The jacket is missing.

  Yang Dianfeng didn't think much, turned around and put on his coat and got out of the tub.

  Can get up, only to find that the door is closed tightly and his shirt is on the ground.

  The room is messy, and the table is in a mess.

  Well, to be precise, the food on the table is clean.

  "Is it another hallucination? Is my hallucination so serious?"

  All the women in the fantasy dream appeared in front of him? ? ?

   Yang Dianfeng raised his hand, and the fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.

   is the smell of dreams.

   is not a dream.

  Yang Dianfeng suddenly pressed his lips tightly.

   Raising his hand and sniffing between his nose, the smell is still there, he really is not an illusion.

   has actually appeared!

  She has actually appeared!

  Is that a dream or reality last night?

  Yang Dianfeng hardly dared to think about it.

  He quickly put on his clothes, calling out without even drying his hair.

  "Ingot? Ingot?! Ingot in!" Yang Dianfeng called out several times before Ingot hurried in.

   "Just now..." He wanted to ask, have you just wiped your back?

  But for some reason, he didn't want others to know her existence.

  She is like a secret that belongs to her alone.

  (End of this chapter)