A spring rain has just fallen outside the house, and the pot of azalea on the bay window has been washed by the rain and is particularly bright. A downy leaf holds a raindrop, but it sways and refuses to fall...
Feeling sleepy, Su Mian slowly turned his gaze back from the window.【26nbsp;】
Open the book in your hand and shake off the remaining sleepiness.
She couldn't sleep because as soon as she fell asleep, she would dream about it again.
Su Mian didn't know why she used such an adjective to describe the 'black mist' that lingered with her in the ancient tomb.
It's obviously not a human being! But it has eyes that are even more charming than those of a human being.
She thought again of the sandstorm a month ago...
His thoughts were pulled far away, but Su Mian's eyelids became heavier and heavier. In the end, he was still under a spell, and he couldn't help but close them tightly.
She was lying in a cloud, sleeping softly, when suddenly her body moved, and she woke up, only to find that the white cloud under her body seemed to have been playfully sprinkled with a drop of black ink, quickly turning it into black.
‘Yeah!’ Su Mian turned over in fright and fell from the top. At this moment, her agility was of no use. She could only look at the decreasing force in horror.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her shoulder, and it was at this moment that she stopped her falling body and hung in the air. Su Mian couldn't help but feel that she had hit something and was causing resistance.
Her bright watery eyes widened, and she slowly turned her stiff neck. Behind her, there was still the black mist, but it was slightly different from the last time. It seemed to have a different shape, just like at this moment, it
It transformed into a huge hand, and I was being pinched by two of its fingers, being lifted up and slipped into the air like a little chicken.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the pounding sound of Su Mingsun's heart. Su Mingsun twitched her lips, but in the end she couldn't say a word. She pointed to the side, hoping to be placed there.
The thick black fog that made it difficult to see anything seemed to ignore her intentions.
The next second, a swimming snake enveloped her, flowing slowly but getting tighter and tighter!
The force was so strong that it strangled her slender body, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Was she going to die?
There were waves of heat in my body, and a piece of foreign music sounded in my ears. The ups and downs of the notes were soft and sweet, like a unified movement.
ah!!!!!!!!!!!!
Su Mian woke up from the nightmare with a scream. The sheets under her body had been rubbed into a mess, and half of the quilt she was holding tightly in her hands fell to the ground.
Su Mian bit her lip and meowed. It was that annoying erotic dream again. Ever since she left that ghost place, she had to have that kind of lingering and restrained dream every day. In the dream, she didn't seem so annoying.
That man.
Su Mian woke up from the nightmare with a scream. The sheets under her body had been rubbed into a mess, and half of the quilt she was holding tightly in her hands fell to the ground.