Gu Xijiu's heartbeat was even more anxious. She felt in a daze that she and him were indeed husband and wife, and she never really resisted his love affair, and she also longed for him!

But: "But here...in the wilderness..."

"Stupid, how can it be in the wilderness? Isn't this our bedroom?" He picked her up.

Her light green clothes were messy, just like her messy heart.

She subconsciously looked around and suddenly suffocated.

This is in her own lower realm bedroom.

Familiar furniture, familiar screens, familiar bed tents, familiar beds...

Her bedroom layout has never changed in recent years.

Mu Feng and the others thought that the layout of her bedroom was too monotonous, such as the screen was not painted, the bed tent was monochrome, and there was not even a painting on the wall. Such a plain house really didn't look like the house where the Saint lived.

They wanted to rearrange her, but she refused.

Although she didn't like the style of the bedroom, she subconsciously didn't want people to move the table and stool inside, as if she wanted to keep something.

Over the years, she will be in the bedroom when she returns to the lower realm and has long been used to the layout inside.

So now she can recognize it at a glance.

Although I recognized it, the layout here is obviously different from the original one.

There are more colors on the screen, misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, small bridges and flowing water, as if in the blink of an eye, people can enter the scenery in the painting and travel with their lovers with their umbrellas.

There are also hand-painted lotus leaves and fields, and fish plays, and a row of egrets accompany each other to the sky.

The originally monotonous bedroom suddenly had more colors, as if a black and white painting suddenly came to life, with the most realistic and moving colors.

Her heart beat excitedly, and suddenly she felt that the bedroom was the taste it deserved, giving her a sense of home.

Home, she hasn't had this concept for a long time...

Of course, her stunned for only a moment.

Because the next moment she was already pressed onto the bed by him...

The kiss that was so intense that it seemed to melt each other, the heartbeat of thunder, the movements that seemed familiar and strange, the breathing was messy...

Her mind thundered, her whole body softened, and her heart felt sore. At this moment, she remembered nothing, but just responded to him subconsciously and felt him, as if this was the daily life between her and him. Naturally, she would not resist, accept his entry, accept his "invasion", and accept everything about him...

The moment he hugged her and sent her to the top, she trembled and called out his name: "Fuyi..."

...

"Bang!" She didn't know what her hand hit, and her body shook and opened her eyes.

In front of me was a light white tent, a light white bedding, and the night pearls inside the clam shell on the table outside the tent were half bright and half dark. The sky was already bright, and the window paper showed a light blue white.

Gu Xijiu was sweating all over, and she almost didn't know what tonight was when she opened her eyes.

After a while, she woke up and couldn't help but touch her cheek.

The cheeks are hot! The heartbeats like thunder!

Oh my God, she had a dream!

It's still an extremely real spring dream! It seems that I've just had a passionate life.

She even remembered every step of his fierce ‘fight’ with her…

She is obviously still a virgin—

She sat there, feeling her whole body was still sore and her face was burning.

How could she have such a dream?

Could this dream be the true reappearance of her and Huang Tu?

No, the face of the dreamer—
Chapter completed!