263. The Miraculous Transformation of the Taomu Brand (2)
Long Zhutian nodded, "This is the guardian of our family, so it protects me."
"But I'm not from your family."
"You are!" Long Zhutian's hand tightened on her waist, and his phoenix eyes looked straight into her black ones, "You are mine, how can you say you are not from my family?"
"..."
Yang Zimei was speechless.[
Although she has already acknowledged from the bottom of her heart that she is his, the relationship between the two of them has not yet settled, right?
"Remember, you are my Long Zhutian!" Long Zhutian emphasized again in a deep tone.
"You are mine, Yang Zimei!" Yang Zimei was not to be outdone.
"That's natural. I, Long Zhutian, was born as Yang Zimei's person, and I will be Yang Zimei's dead person when I die!" Long Zhutian said solemnly.
Yang Zimi was sweating.
This girl can actually do some dry humor.
"Then what is your family?" Yang Zimei couldn't help but asked curiously.
Long Zhutian's eyes darkened slightly, he lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, "I will tell you later."
"Why can't you tell me now?" Women always like to get to the bottom of curious things, let alone the background of the person they like. Yang Zimei is also a woman, and she can't help but want to find out some things.
"Danger." Long Zhutian put her head on his shoulder, "If you should know, I will definitely let you know."
"Okay!" Yang Zimei knew that he had something to hide, so he didn't want to ask any more questions. She leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes, "Then let's sleep again."
"Well, what a sweet dream." Long Zhutian finished speaking and closed his eyes.
This time, he couldn't sleep no matter what.
Hearing the steady snoring of the person beside him, he opened his narrow phoenix eyes in the dark night and looked sideways at her face, which looked especially fair and clean in the night. It was like jade, exuding warmth.
of soft light.
His eyes had long been accustomed to seeing things in the dark, and there was no difference between them and during the day.
When she was asleep, her expression was not as peaceful and indifferent as when she was not asleep. On the contrary, her eyelashes were flapping like injured butterfly wings, her long eyebrows were slightly twisted, her lips were pursed uneasily, her body was arched, and her fists were clenched.
It feels like I lack a sense of security and am always in a state of nervousness and fear.
His black eyes darkened, and his heart felt like it was being pulled by a thin thread, and there was a slight pain.
Did she sleep so uneasily because of her presence?
Just as she was thinking about it, vague murmurs came from her lips, with an uneasy and frightened expression on her face, "No, don't hit me, don't hit me..." [
His heart tightened, and a horrifying murderous light burst out from his black eyes.
Who is it?
Who dares to break into her dream and beat her?
There were huge beads of sweat on her forehead, as bright as the bright moon, and her clothes were thin and wet.
He hugged her tightly, gently caressed her hair and back with his hands, soothed her in a low voice, and then hummed his lullaby with a special pronunciation but a very soothing and peaceful rhythm, quietly
The night sky echoed like a dream...
Perhaps it was his soothing effect that caused her expression to gradually calm down and her body to relax slightly. She curled up in his arms like a kitten. A pair of hands as soft as vines even hung on his neck actively, like a kitten.
With support, I am no longer hesitant, no longer afraid, no longer confused...
Seeing her face gradually relaxing, Long Zhutian closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
