[Thirty-eight] A spring dream that is not a spring dream
Xun Yehan stared at her with miserable eyes, opened his mouth and revealed his small fangs, "You did it on purpose..."
Only then did Honggu realize that the names of these TV series and movies she mentioned seemed to have rubbed someone the wrong way, and she quickly waved her hand, "No, no, no, I really didn't mean it..."
"Humph." Xunye snorted coldly and looked at the sky outside.
The sun is already setting in the west, and the sunlight shining through the crack in the door has become much softer, but if it is touched by a ghost like Hong Gu, it will still feel the burning pain.
Thinking of this, Xun Ye didn't plan to go upstairs. He just lay down on the kang, hugging the floral quilt, "I'm sleepy, you guys can find a place to chat by yourselves."
"Okay, okay, I'll go to the kitchen to make soup. Yusuo, please tell me the story of Xia Yuhe." Hong Gu took Yusuo and floated into the kitchen, not forgetting to close the sliding door thoughtfully.
Xun Ye, who soon fell asleep, always felt that a pair of eyes was staring at her in her dream, but she could not peek into who the other person was.
Her feet were intact and she could move freely. She looked around in her dream, and then saw a blurry figure behind a mist.
Xun Ye had a guess in his mind, "Who are you?"
"do you hate me?"
The other party asked instead without answering, and the clear and charming voice made Xun Ye startled for a while.
"No... I don't hate it..." Nunuo's voice came out from his own throat, which frightened Xun Ye's heart. This... was his own voice? How could it be so loud?
"hehe……"
As the pleasant laughter got closer and closer, Xun Ye felt that his body fell into a warm and solid embrace.
"Ah..." Anticipating what would happen next, Xun Ye's body couldn't help but tremble slightly and he breathed out softly.
The body rose into the air, the familiar movements, the familiar strength, and the familiar temperature made Xunye confused for a while.
Forget it, it's all a dream anyway, and no one will know about it except himself. Xun Ye thought, and took a deep breath, trying to remember the smell of this embrace.
After his body was laid down, Xunye closed his eyes and waited for the consuming pleasure to come.
However, this dream was not as full of love and affection as before.
The man's arms wrapped around her body, and a warm and comfortable feeling enveloped her surroundings. She wanted to ask why today was different, but her mind seemed to be filled with cotton wool, light and fluttering, farther and farther away...
"Xiaoye, Xiaoye..."
Xun Ye opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was Hong Gu's fair face.
"What time is it?" Looking around blankly, Xun Ye realized that the sky had completely darkened.
"You had a really deep sleep this time, and you didn't wake up even after you screamed for so long." Hong Gu handed a large bowl of soup to her and said, "Drink it while it's hot, and then add some fragrance after you finish it."
Have a meal."
Xun Ye thought about the scene in his dream, took the soup bowl, raised his head and drank it all.
"Ah... what is this?" Xun Ye spat out an unknown liquid with a strange smell and glared at Hong Gu.
Hong Gu looked at Xun Ye, whose facial features were huddled together, and asked Yu Suo, "Is it so bad to drink?"
"My lady used to say that it didn't taste good, but the one that was very effective was some palace formula given by the heartless emperor." Yu Suo looked at Xun Ye who was struggling to find water to rinse his mouth with an apologetic look, and blamed himself: "Or
I forgot the ingredients."
"Please, just stew black-bone chicken with red dates from now on." Xun Ye, who was in a good mood when he woke up, was completely speechless by the two ghosts.
"Fortunately, I just boiled this bowl of water." Hong Gu felt that she was a bit clever, "It took me a lot of effort to let those brats bring this little thing, otherwise it would have been wasted."