The author who likes to torture the protagonist wears a book

this kind of dream is not good

"Sister Mo, I can't sleep, can I sleep with you tonight?" Lin Feng put his arms around Nie Mo's waist and asked him.

"En." Nie Mo turned around, and the two hugged each other face to face.

Lin Feng couldn't help thinking, it's so good to be a girl, if you want to cuddle and cuddle, you can cuddle and cuddle, even if you kiss, hug and take a bath together, it's still a good relationship.

As he spoke, he rubbed his face buried in Nie Mo's neck against Nie Mo's collar, and his lips brushed against Nie Mo's skin vaguely.

After doing these small actions quietly, Lin Feng sighed softly, and said, "I don't know where your fiancé is now."

When mentioning Sister Mo's fiancé, Lin Feng felt sour in his heart.

Nie Mo was taken aback, fiance?

He didn't hear the reply, so Lin Feng didn't care, and continued to mutter: "Sister, if you find him, will you leave us?"

So where is the fiancé from?

"No, I will never leave you." Nie Mo said solemnly, although she couldn't understand what Lin Feng was saying.

But that's okay, he'll know.

After a day of tossing, Lin Feng's eyelids started to fight as soon as he lay down on the bed.

Before falling asleep, Lin Feng stubbornly resisted the sleepiness, moved to Nie Mo's side, and fell asleep holding Nie Mo's arm.

Nie Mo touched his hair and slowly closed his eyes.

in the dark.

Countless tentacles fell from the roof, and one end of the tentacles was connected to a scorched ghoul with a terrifying appearance. He was manipulated close to the bed net, his dark face got into the bed net, and his blood-red eyes stared at the two people on the bed. .

Qi Haojing came in behind Lin Feng, and kept hiding his figure and standing in the corner of the room. He originally wanted to follow, to see if these two female liars who were obviously not telling the truth would whisper something.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he saw the scene of two beautiful people embracing each other, especially Lin Feng's little movement of quietly rubbing Nie Mo's neck, which made Qi Haojing feel as if he had been healed from body to heart.

And when Lin Feng mentioned Nie Mo's fiancé, Qi Haojing only felt a twitch in his heart, which made him even more upset than the scar that Lin Feng just poked him for being a bachelor.

Sheng Xu's tactile thread was there from the beginning to the end. When Nie Mo first entered this room, his tactile thread followed him.

It's just that Chusi can only feel the breath and sound, but can't see more detailed pictures, so after Qi Haojing came in, the Jiao Shigui also came, and under Sheng Xu's peeping thought, Lin Feng and Lin Feng got closer and closer. closer.

After Lin Feng and the other two fell asleep, the scorched ghoul followed Sheng Xu's wishes, and stuck its scorched and ugly head into the bed curtain.

Although he knew that "they" couldn't see the scorched ghoul, the behavior of the scorched ghoul still made the self-proclaimed gentleman Qi Haojing dissatisfied, he lifted his leg and kicked the scorched ghoul away.

Because the scorched ghoul is a ghost, if the owner does not control it, it will touch the real door and window. Qi Haojing kicked it directly to the street outside the inn.

The wind brought up during the movement lifted a corner of the bed curtain, and the scene of Lin Feng and Nie Mo sleeping with their heads on their heads came into Qi Haojing's eyes.

"I'm a gentleman." Qihao Jingxin said, "But they don't know that I'm peeping. As long as they don't know, even if they peek at me, they are still a gentleman."

Qihaojing's title of gentleman can be said to be affordable and let go.

Nie Mo closed his eyes, but he could "see" clearly everything that happened in the room, and he couldn't help thinking, these two people are shameless and frank, and they deserve to be written by Lin Feng.

Qi Haojing stood quietly beside the bed, watching the almost still picture contentedly in the gap of the bed curtain.

Nie Mo ignored him, he pretended to turn over, and stretched out his hand to hug Lin Feng into his arms, blocking Qi Haojing's sight.

Qi Haojing, who was about to put down his reputation as a gentleman for a while, paused, punched himself in the face, blocked the prying eyes of the tentacles with sword energy, and left the room by himself.

Sensing the disappearance of Qihaojing and Chusi, Nie Mo lightly touched the back of Lin Feng's neck with his fingertips, his spiritual power was released, and he began to search for Lin Feng's memory again.

Lin Feng had already fallen asleep completely, and when he felt Nie Mo's movements, two unintelligible sleep babbles came out of his mouth, and he squeezed into Nie Mo's arms again.

After discovering Lin Feng's memory, Nie Mo finally knew what happened to the "fiancé" he mentioned.

Lin Feng is an author, an author with great brains.

The current identities of the three of them were originally made up by Lin Feng on the spur of the moment. In order to avoid Qi Haojing's calculation, Nie Mo used this memory to replace the original memories of Lin Feng and Wang Xiaofei.

But this story is thin after all, and many contents are vague. When he couldn't remember the details, Lin Feng, as the author, instinctively began to add details in his mind.

This dry tragedy is not only full, but also has some strange trends.

First of all, Nie Mo, who has a fiancé who has a good fortune but is somewhat ruthless. This fiancé has always been the spiritual support of the three when they were in distress.

Although they knew that the other party did not come to "them", most likely they were not ready to fulfill the marriage contract, but "they" were too miserable and hoped to find a salvation.

The second is Lin Feng. During the experience of fleeing together, "she" inexplicably fell in love with Sister Mo who has been protecting her. Every time she sees "her", Lin Feng's heart beats like a drum, but "she" dare not To let Sister Mo know all this, he could only suppress his emotions.

Only Wang Xiaofei is still the same Wang Xiaofei, the plot line has not changed much, but details such as his parents have gradually been filled in.

Nie Mo: "..."

Are all authors like this?Given an outline, [-] stories can be compiled, and the mind keeps unfolding, unfolding, and unfolding.

Nie Mo looked at the gradually detailed description of the "Three Sisters", the story that even the names of the three grandparents were completed, and was a little worried that after Lin Feng filled in too much, his original memory would return to its original place in the future. End memory will break his brain.

Just as he was thinking about doing something to change this situation, he discovered... Lin Feng was dreaming.

Dreaming is nothing, but in Lin Feng's dream, there is him, not only that, but also that kind of dream.

In the dream, Lin Feng was always being served by Nie Mo to dress him up. For the first time, he was helping Nie Mo to dress up. Both of them looked like women.

Nie Mo was only wearing an underwear, and there was a folded bright red wedding dress on the dressing table. Lin Feng was helping Nie Mo draw his eyebrows.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered, he was very close to Nie Mo, his gaze went from Nie Mo's eyebrows, along the straight and delicate bridge of the nose, round and delicate nose tip, all the way to Nie Mo's unpainted lips.

As his throat slipped, Lin Feng couldn't help turning his head slightly, approaching Nie Mo, just when his lips were about to touch.

Nie Mo in the dream suddenly said: "Xiaofeng, is the painting finished? Brother Yi should be in a hurry."

Hearing this, Lin Feng froze, and the obsession in his eyes turned into pain.

He squeezed out a smile, "Well, come on, is Sister Mo so anxious?"

Nie Mo in the dream looked at himself in the mirror, with a sweet and satisfied smile on his face: "Yes, I have been waiting for five years."

Lin Feng continued to lower his head to pick up the lip balm, covering his instantly distorted expression.

After applying lip balm, he personally put on the wedding dress for Nie Mo.

Because Lin Feng couldn't figure out how to dress himself, he basically picked up the wedding dress in the dream and stuck it on Nie Mo's body. The next scene was the part of the wedding dress that was already worn, and there was no order of dressing in the dream.

As a player in the game, Lin Feng didn't feel it, but Nie Mo, who was watching, shook his head and laughed.

Just as the wedding dress was put on, there was a knock on the door.

"Ah Mo, are you ready?" It was the voice of Nie Mo's fiancé.

Hearing his voice, Nie Mo in the dream didn't wait for Lin Feng to let go, a smile instantly appeared on his face, and he turned around to open the door for his fiancé.

Finally, Lin Feng couldn't bear it anymore, pulled Nie Mo back from his dream, and hugged him tightly: "I don't allow it! I don't allow you to marry him! It's me, I'm the first, obviously I'm the first!" It's here... It's fine to kiss, hug, or fall in love with you."

After being hugged by him, Nie Mo in the dream struggled, "Let go of me, I like brother Yi! Xiaofeng, let go!"

"I do not."

The picture suddenly changed, and a man with a blurry face was tied up and thrown in the corner of the room. In his dream, Nie Mo's eyes were full of tears, and his hands were hung on the top of the bed. Although his legs were free, he could only kneel and sit on the bed weakly.

Lin Feng pinched his chin with one hand, and sadly kissed his neck and collarbone with the corner of his mouth.

Nie Mo: "..."

When he dreamed of this, Lin Feng's hand on the bed dishonestly touched it. He was clearly asleep, but he precisely inserted his hand into Nie Mo's clothes, caressing carelessly.

The mouth was also covered with Nie Mo's skin, and while licking and kissing, he murmured "It was mine first".

In the dream, Lin Feng tore Nie Mo's wedding dress.

Outside the dream, Nie Mo couldn't bear it anymore, pinched Lin Feng's chin and kissed him.

Under the blending of the dream and the dream, Lin Feng's dream instantly slipped into the abyss of the mosaic.

Nie Mo kissed and kissed, and found Lin Feng moving around in the quilt. He was impatient with Lin Feng, stretched out his hand to lift the quilt, and saw Lin Feng's hands clenched into fists, in the void in front of him. It moves up and down.

Nie Mo: "..."

Because the original things were gone, Lin Feng couldn't touch anything, and the expression on his face gradually became unbearable.

"Ah..." Lin Feng snorted softly and woke up from the dream.

In the darkness, Lin Feng couldn't see Nie Mo, but Nie Mo could clearly see his appearance, his hair was wet, a few strands of hair stuck to his cheeks, his cheeks were flushed, and he was panting shortly, The cloudy eyes were full of confusion.

"What ink?" He called out uneasily.

He called Nie Mo, not Sister Mo.

"I'm here, having a nightmare?" Nie Mo asked knowingly.

Lin Feng shook his head subconsciously, and then quickly remembered his dream just now.

Fuck, what kind of nightmare is that.

Lin Feng tightened his legs, but he didn't feel the wetness, so he was a little relieved.

Then I wondered again, why did I feel that my pants were wet after I had that dream?

This strange idea only existed for a moment, and Lin Feng felt Nie Mo's fingers caressing his face, his whole body shook exaggeratedly, his face turned red, and he was a little awkward to speak: "Mo, Sister Mo, what's wrong? "

Nie Moyu said with a smile: "Are you still sleeping?"

"Sleep, sleep." Lin Feng turned over, turned his back to Nie Mo, and replied.

He turned over to hide, but Mie Mo deliberately stuck to him, hugged him from behind, and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my sister will sleep with you in my arms."

Lin Feng: "..." Well, there is no need to sleep tonight.

The author says:

Nie Mo: What dream did you have?

Lin Feng (wiping his saliva): nightmare;

Note: This passage is from "White Album 2" Touma Kazusa. It is the line that Dongma used when he saw someone he likes kissing with a good friend.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!