Don't touch my little peach blossom

Su Lan took the medicine herself and was about to lie back on the bed.

After changing the sheets, the sun has been exposed to the sun, and the smell is warm.Su Lan didn't wear that old fluffy pajamas anymore.The pajamas she just bought were still hanging on the balcony, so she had no choice but to take off her heavy coat, leaving only her close-fitting clothes, and got into the bed like a fish, and then covered herself.

When the drug took effect, Su Lan's head was already groggy, but she could clearly feel the warm breath permeating the wound on her thigh, as if caring for her pain from a car accident, with a slight itch.

Su Lan just used her own spiritual power and stopped in time. She originally thought that there would be no major side effects, but she didn't expect that her body reacted in her half-sleeping dream.

Su Lan moved her feet, tilted her face into the depths of the soft pillow, and smelled the faint sweet scent above.

It was the smell left by Leng Qingfeng. The housekeeping aunt only changed the sheets, but the pillow did not move.

Accompanied by this distracting aura, Su Lan dreamed of a very strange scene.

It seems to be in an extremely magical world, surrounded by black rock walls, with no grass growing on it, only black lotus flowers blooming on it, more like carved rock flowers.The icy stream passed by, the water was red and exuded a strong smell of blood.

It seems to be a place like Shura's hell, there are two people standing here, one is a tall man with long white hair, black cloak, handsome and serious eyes, and standing opposite him is Leng Qingfeng, who is younger than in reality.

Su Lan felt that her perspective was a bit strange, she was looking up at them.

"Father, this is my wife."

Leng Qingfeng stretched out her hand, and a peach blossom emerged in her palm, beautiful and colorful, its blossoms were shining brightly, and it was in full bloom.

Her father was furious, "Ridiculous!"

Su Lan was stunned, because from her perspective, she couldn't see what was on Leng Qingfeng's palm.

But if she were Leng Qingfeng's father, she would probably find it absurd. Who would let a little thing so small that a woman could hold her up in her hand be her daughter-in-law, as if she had no life.

Sure enough, Su Lan soon heard the old father continue to shout angrily: "Our powerful bloodline needs an equally strong bloodline to conceive and inherit. How can this little peach blossom bear to give birth to you?"

Su Lan nodded repeatedly when she heard that, it was indeed inappropriate. Although she didn't know what race Leng Qingfeng was, she had been in contact with it and knew that she would definitely not be weak.

Leng Qingfeng corrected her father's thoughts, "You are mistaken. In the future, she will not give birth to my family's baby for me, but I will give birth to a peach baby for her."

The old father was startled and angry, just as there was a plate of fruit on the table next to him, including bright red peaches.

Su Lan watched helplessly as he picked it up, bit off the peach flesh, and said bitterly, "If you dare to make a peach with that peach blossom, I'll eat it as soon as it's born!"

Leng Qingfeng looked at him with a look of caring for children, "Of course we don't give birth to little peaches here. Our hometown is too desolate, and she's not used to it."

While Su Lan lamented how much she loved this little peach blossom, she secretly looked at her old father's face, and it turned blue and black with anger.

The Demon Realm is desolate and without sunlight. The river with a temperature close to zero passes through the entire continent. At night, thin and shattered ice will emerge. On the shore are rocks like Gobi. Only a few blood marsh grasses are stubbornly growing.

I searched every corner, but couldn't find any petals.

It's really not suitable for plant growth here.

In this dream, Su Lan's perspective was very limited. She was trying to widen her vision, but a black shadow suddenly enveloped her head.

Suddenly, father Leng shouted angrily, "I'll crush her to ashes!"

Su Lan tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, feeling that she was suffocating in the next moment.It was as if an invisible hand was holding her firmly, trying to crush her, crush her to death, and crush her to pieces.

Great anger and hatred filled the entire dream.

Su Lan struggled for a while, and suddenly calmed down again. She raised her eyes, and there was a pink mole dripping from her eyes, "I have never used my own strength to harm any plants or trees, let alone other living beings. What are you doing now? But I can't wait to eat it alive, as if I have committed a heinous crime, you keep scolding me, expelling me, and hurting me, just because I fell in love with a girl. Your self-proclaimed justice, shame, and face are caused by these things. The harm has far surpassed what I have done."

"Isn't it?"

This passage passed through the big hand in the dream, and directly hit the real manipulator behind it.

In the office of the largest entertainment company in the city, Leng Wan was lying on the sofa covered in sweat, surrounded by mysterious men in white robes.

They are very particular about how they stand, and they are manipulating the dream of this human woman.

Just a little bit, it will be successful.

After listening to Taohua's weeping accusation, the leading immortal still gritted his teeth and said coldly: "This is the rule of heaven, no matter what the reason is, it is irreversible. Continue!"

Leng Wan's humiliation today was due to her jealousy and anger towards Leng Qingfeng.This dark and evil mood is Nightmare's favorite food.

After wiping out all the negative emotions in Leng Wan's body, the power of the nightmare continued to grow.

Instead, use everything to deal with Su Mei who is also immersed in the nightmare.

After a brief slack, the hand on the neck came back again, becoming more and more menacing, wrapping around Su Lan's neck more and more tightly, as if it was about to break it.

Su Lan couldn't tell whether it was a real nightmare or a real reality.

In extreme pain, she looked at Leng Qingfeng who had been indifferent all along.

At first Su Lan didn't know why it was such a strange perspective, but now she understood everything, she was the peach blossom lying in Leng Qingfeng's palm.

It turns out that I am really a peach blossom, no wonder the peach blossoms in the whole city are in full bloom today.

She asked Leng Qingfeng for help, did they really love each other?

Leng Qingfeng stood aside, but looked at her expressionlessly, despite her struggling at the junction of life and death.

A tear fell from the corner of Su Lan's eyes, Leng Qingfeng, you are really cold-blooded...

As if seeing through her thoughts, Leng Qingfeng stretched out his hand, but instead of helping to break away the big hand, he put his own on her neck as well.

She said: That is not as cold-blooded as you.

Su Lan was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, her temper suddenly exploded, and she completely lost the tenderness and charm of peach blossoms. She called her name: Leng!Sir!wind!

Every word is bitten very hard, but the ending sound contains inexplicable ambiguity and coquettishness.

It was as if he was not calling her name, but asking her to come and help him coquettishly and resentfully.

Leng Qingfeng heard the person sleeping in the room suddenly calling her name in her sleep, she opened the door, put one hand in her pocket, and walked over slowly.

This soft, angry and intolerable voice called her name again, Leng Qingfeng took a deep breath.

Walking to the bed, I saw a woman who seemed to be having a nightmare tossing and turning in the bed. The quilt had been lifted halfway, exposing her snow-white arms.

Leng Qingfeng's hand that was about to turn on the light stayed halfway. Under the moonlight, Su Lan's messy appearance was both attractive and stunning.

Leng Qingfeng withdrew his hand, trying hard to pull back the quilt that had slipped from Su Lan's body.

Su Lan suddenly stretched out her snow-lotus-like arms, as if begging for a hug, and called her name again with aggrieved tenderness, this time with a few more words, "Leng Qingfeng, save me!" Save Little Peach Blossom!"