Even in the dream, I could accurately find his arm and pillow it on my head unceremoniously. An unruly little hand drilled and drilled, slipped under his clothes, and caressed his body without a trace of fat.
waist.
Qin Shi lay flat on his back without feeling sleepy.
His cold and indifferent eyes blended into the dark night, as if he had fallen asleep.
The fire outside the window is still burning all over the sky. The light of the stars and the moon is completely obscured by the thick smoke, leaving only the smoke of the war. This war has come to an end. Victory is right in front of you, but everything has become unimportant.
The only important gain from coming to Snow Country is to be in his arms.[
Mu Mu's safe return allowed Qin Shi, who had been blinded by the intention to kill, to gradually regain consciousness.
He suddenly felt tired.
With Mumu by his side, he no longer needs to rely on killing to stop the pain that fills his heart, nor does he need to rely on destruction and destruction to ruthlessly retaliate against the enemies who have broken his heart.
It’s better to make a break with Shushan as soon as possible.
He wanted to take Mumu back home.
In the midst of his random thoughts, a small, hairy hand was uneasy with the status quo. After groping around his waist for a long time, it silently reached down.
He was so excited that he almost jumped out of bed.
He raised his arms and took a look. Mu Mu's eyes were tightly closed and she was sleeping soundly.
I don't know what she encountered in the dream, but she unconsciously revealed a beautiful smile and vivid expression, which easily made people feel her happiness, and her mood became cheerful.
She was fast asleep and didn't know what she was doing.
Qin Shi breathed a sigh of relief, firmly took his little hands out of his clothes, put them back where they should be, and then lay down quietly in the same place.
After he paused for a while, the clothes on his abdomen were suddenly lifted up again...