Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Zou Zhiyi didn't sleep peacefully this time.

She had a dream, dreaming one after another.

To be precise, it is the succession of childhood.

She dreamed of the first time she saw Lianlian.

Many things in the dream are illogical, and some details of this memory have been blurred, and the background in the dream is blurred, but this also emphasizes the continuous sense of existence.

The boy in her dream is just like before.

When the sun is shining, the shirt is as white as snow, clean and dazzling.

There is youthful vigor between the brows and eyes, and the eyes looking at her are very gentle, with a slight smile, and stretch out his hand towards her, as if the whole person is shining.

She also reached out, wanting to grab his hand.

But it was different from her memory, in the dream this time, she didn't hold her hand back one after another, instead she suddenly took it back when her fingers were about to touch his palm.

Zou Zhongqing didn't know where it came from, but suddenly appeared, and knocked off her hand forcefully.

The pretty girl showed a ferocious expression, and said viciously to her: "This is mine, don't try to take it away."

She took Zou Zhongqing's hand very gently one after another, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly shook her hand away, showing a defensive look.

He became very defensive and asked her, "What kind of monster are you?"

Then Zou Zhongqing suddenly burst out laughing, the originally ferocious expression became even more frightening, and suddenly turned into a terrifying monster, with its bloody mouth wide open, it turned around and swallowed Zou Zhiyi in one gulp.

Zou Zhiyi's last impression of this nightmare was Zou Zhongqing's bloody mouth.

Zou Zhiyi woke up instantly, almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

This weird dream really gave her a headache.

Zou Zhiyi rubbed the center of her brows. After being frightened by this nightmare, she immediately lost sleepiness, and she didn't intend to continue to sleep. She was about to sit up, but when she turned her head, she saw Yanzhou sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at her.

He didn't do anything, just sat by the bed and looked at her expressionlessly.

Zou Zhiyi was taken aback.

If it weren't for the daytime, she would have thought she had seen a ghost.

After the fear subsided, she was a little annoyed again.

What the hell is Yanzhou doing?
Are you sitting here pretending to be a ghost?
Zou Zhiyi frowned, and before she could speak, Yanzhou suddenly asked her, "Where did you go?"

Zou Zhiyi: "..."

So he sat here for a long time just to wait for her to wake up and ask her this?

Is Yanzhou not sick?
"Going to drink coffee."

Yan Zhou's face suddenly became ugly, and he asked again: "With whom?"

Zou Zhiyi smelled something unusual from his attitude, and the expression on his face froze for a moment, staring into his eyes, and didn't answer his question directly, but asked in a deep voice: "You send someone to follow you?" I?"

It is impossible for Yanzhou to ask her such a question without reason.

So she had reason to wonder if Yan Zhou had sent someone to follow her, knowing that she had met with her one after another, that's why she suddenly became so strange.

Originally, I thought Yan Zhou would not admit it, but I didn't expect Yan Zhou to be very frank, "You have ghosts in your heart, even if you don't follow you, you can still see it."

Zou Zhiyi really wanted to reach out and touch Yan Zhou's face, okay, carefully, to judge how thick his skin is.