Discipline cute little sweet cat

That night, Luo Xiaoyan had a dream. He dreamed that he became a queen with a small leather whip, and Mo Jingfeng became her slave. , serve with a whip.

Luo Xiaoyan was in high spirits in his dream, wearing a red dress and skirt, waving a small leather whip, watching Mo Jingfeng kneeling on the ground obeying orders without complaint.

But suddenly the scene changed, she was being protected by Mo Jingfeng, protecting her from all dangers, his body was in poor clothes, with multiple wounds, and blood was dripping down.

She looked at the person in front of her in shock, the young man who was once energetic, now so weak, the young man who was once so domineering, now so serious and fearless.

Luo Xiaoyan stretched out her hand, but stopped in mid-air, because a sharp arrow pierced Mo Jingfeng's heart, and at that moment she lost her words and movements.

Mo Jingfeng turned around with difficulty, raised his handsome face covered in ashes, and looked at Luo Xiaoyan tenderly, his voice was slightly hoarse due to the injury, but he was extremely serious, and said word by word: " I like you...Xiao Xi..."

Before he finished speaking, his body fell straight down. She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and she mechanically reached out to touch the blood stains on her cheek, with a warm and moist touch.

She suddenly yelled loudly, "Mo Jingfeng!!"

A heart-piercing voice resounded in the room for a long time before the echo disappeared. Luo Xiaoyan opened his eyes in horror and sweated, and turned his head to look around. It was Mo Jingfeng's home, and the white curtains were dancing in the wind. Undecided, the cold moonlight flooded the entire house through the gaps in the tree.

She touched her head with her hands in fear, and the deeply sunken eye sockets were stained with a layer of black. She supported her body and sat up, brushing her smooth forehead with her right hand, calming the fear in her heart.

This dream is so scary, although there is no chapter to speak of, but Mo Jingfeng's eyes at the end made people feel extremely real, it made her flustered and trembled uncontrollably.

"This kind of absurd dream will never happen. I become a queen or something, and I am not acting in a drama. Don't be afraid, Luo Xiaoyan. It's time to go to bed early."

Luo Xiaoyan kept patting her chest, trying to comfort herself.

But her mind was full of Mo Jingfeng's affectionate eyes, and the last two words she uttered, although her voice was very low, she could hear them clearly.

Xiao Xi...

Mu Xiaoxi...

It's not her network Xiaoyan...

Although this was a dream, the suppressed emotions in her heart suddenly burst out through this dream, making her unable to bear the wild thoughts.

"Luo Xiaoyan, if he really tells you that the reason he treats you so well is because you have a face similar to Mu Xiaoxi's, what will you do then? Leave the stage gracefully?"

"This place doesn't belong to you, but Luo Xiaoyan, are you willing to leave?"

Luo Xiaoyan got out of bed and looked at himself in the mirror, his black eyes flickered slightly, the expensive silk nightgown, the white and tender skin that has been cared for in the past few months, if he didn't speak, it might really be like A rich lady.

But she knew she wasn't, never was.

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This paragraph is a bit cruel, everyone understands... after bitterness is sweet...