After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

As for the strange man in front of him, Wen Zhi watched helplessly as he transformed into Shang Hexing.

With a look of disbelief on her face, she raised her other hand to touch his face.

He didn't move away and allowed her to touch him.

She felt her fingertips trace across his eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose inch by inch, and finally rested on his lips. The warm and soft touch made her not move away for a long time.

Shang Hexing asked her: "Is this what he looks like?"

Wen Zhi nodded: "Yes."

It's exactly like him!
Shang Hexing was very satisfied with her reaction. The two were close to each other, their breaths were intertwined, and the atmosphere became very subtle.

Especially since the light in the wooden house was already dim, his tall figure blocked half of the light, and her petite body was shrouded, beautiful and weak.

Just when Wen Zhi was staring at his face in a daze, he heard him ask an inexplicable question: "Is this the life you want to live?"

Wen Zhi's eyes were filled with confusion: "What?"

The man said one sentence at a time: "In the rain and in the wind, the family is completely destitute and destitute."

Wen Zhi can understand the meaning of these four words if they are taken alone.But when it came out of Shang Hexing's mouth, she suddenly couldn't understand it.

Isn't this where he lives now?

Why would he say that such a bad environment was how she wanted to live?
Who would have thought about this life of poverty...

Ah no!
She suddenly remembered her last dream. Her father left her a large amount of money, but the prerequisite for getting the money was to leave Shang Hehang.

What did she say?
She seemed to say at that time - even if you go through hard times, don't leave Shang Hexing!
Pass, suffer, day, son!

Could it be...that this was the miserable life she and Shang Hexing were having in their dreams? ?
Wen Zhi opened her mouth in surprise, but no sound came out. She raised her head and looked around, and found that the environment in the wooden house completely matched the three words Shang Hexing just said:
When the rain comes, the wind blows,

The family is surrounded by walls,

penniless.

It turns out that the hard days in dreams are like this...

Shang Hexing took Wen Zhi's hand out of the gourd. The fingertips were still a little red, but she no longer felt any pain.

He put the gourd aside and pulled a wooden stool for her: "Sit down."

Wen Zhi sat down nervously.

Shang Hexing took away the kettle and replaced it with a hanging pot. He poured water into the pot skillfully, closed the lid and started preparing for today's dinner.

Wen Zhi saw him busy in an orderly manner and called him in a low voice: "Shang Hexing?"

He responded: "Yes."

Wen Zhi asked: "What should we eat tonight?"

Shang Hexing: "There is very little rice, so cook it thinly and eat it. I will go hunting tomorrow."

Wen Zhi stared, his voice rising a little higher: "You still want to hunt?"

Shang Hexing nodded: "There is no subsistence work here. Hunting to feed ourselves can help us survive."

Wen Zhi became frustrated: "This is too painful."

Shang Hexing raised his eyes and looked at her: "I won't let you go hungry."

Wen Zhi pursed his lips and remained silent.

When the porridge was cooked, Shang Hexing served her a bowl. This time he reminded her twice: "It's very hot, don't eat in a hurry."

Wen Zhi nodded obediently: "I understand."

After the porridge had cooled down for a while, Shang Hexing also came over and sat down.He had been busy just now, and he was sweating a little. The muscles in his shoulders and arms were swollen, and his body was full of hormones.

Wen Zhi swallowed, not at the porridge in the bowl, but at his shirtless figure.

She held the porridge in her hands and asked him: "Will you leave here?"

Shang Hexing brought her a spoon and put it in the bowl: "I'll leave."

Wen Zhi asked: "Tomorrow?"

Shang Hexing: "I don't know."

Wen Zhi picked up a spoon to stir the porridge in the bowl and whispered, "Life will be very bitter here."

Shang He hummed.

Wen Zhi took the opportunity to ask: "Then will you live a hard life here with me?" Shang Hexing took a sip of porridge, his expression did not change, and said calmly: "Isn't it the life you want to live in seclusion in the wild?"

"Of course not," she replied without thinking.

Shang Hexing smiled when he heard this. Even if the environment he was in was bad, it did not affect his face. He was particularly charming when he smiled casually. The charm of a foreign land was really charming.

He finished the porridge in one go, put down the bowl and said to her: "You can be wherever you want, I'll do whatever you want."

Then he got up and went to make the bed.

The surroundings were silent, except for the crackling sound of firewood burning from time to time. Wen Zhi lowered her head to drink porridge, and she seemed to be able to hear her own accelerated heartbeat...

The wooden house was leaky, so Shang Hexing used all the boards that could be used to cover it. It had some effect, but it was not a long-term solution.

The windows are closed, the bed is made, and the firewood is burning to keep the temperature in the house from being cold, to being fairly warm.

Shang Hexing pointed: "You sleep on the bed."

The wooden bed was very small, about 1.5 meters wide. It was actually very crowded for two adults. Wen Zhi was not sure where he would sleep, so he asked, "What about you?"

Shang Hexing had enough time to look at her: "Where do you want me to sleep?"

Wen Zhi pointed to the bed sheepishly.

He replied: "Okay."

Compared with the directness and force in every previous dream, in this dream he seemed to be living a serious life with her, accommodating her quietly, treating her well, following her ideas, and following her wishes. First.

He didn't move his hands or feet while lying on the bed, and slept quietly on the outside side. He didn't break the rules and didn't touch her body.

On the contrary, Wen Zhi was tossing and turning and feeling itchy.

The load-bearing capacity of the wooden bed was very low, and it would make a squeaking sound when he turned over or stood up. The quilt was also very thin, covering more than half of Wen Zhi's body, and only a corner of the quilt covered Shang Hexing's body.

When Wen Zhi turned over for the nth time, she accidentally kicked his leg. She stiffened for a moment, saw that he didn't respond, and then raised her head to look at him.

He knew that she was afraid of the dark, so he left the lights on so that she could get up at night.

Now Wen Zhi came closer. Although he didn't open his eyes, he could feel her approaching. Youruo's breath was blowing on his face. Soon, her restless hands fell on his chest, stroking like feathers. Pass……

When Wen Zhi boldly moved downwards, Shang Hexing accurately intercepted her wrist.

He opened his eyes, looked at her close at hand, and warned in a mute voice: "Don't make trouble."

Wen Zhi asked him shyly: "Don't you want to?"

He seemed to deliberately not understand: "What are you thinking about?"

In the previous dream, he was clearly strong and passionate, but this time he was like a monk, unmoved by her teasing.

She simply took the initiative, lay on his chest, and said something extremely bold: "I want to give you a baby."

Shang Hexing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Once the provocation began, Wen Zhi unleashed his natural instincts and his words became bolder: "Shang Hexing, I will give you a mini version of you with tied hair, okay?"

The corners of Shang Hexing's lips raised: "Then there must be no mini-version of you with short hair."

She was talking about her daughter.

He was talking about his son.

Wen Zhi thought about it and made a decision: "Then let's have three! Shang Hexing, I'll give you three, okay?"

Shang Hexing smiled and asked, "What do you think you are?"

Wen Zhi drew circles on his chest with her fingers: "A woman will give birth to a man only if she loves him. If she doesn't love a woman, she will not give birth to a man until she dies."

Shang Hexing suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Zhi's waist. Before she could react, he turned over and pinned her down.

This movement was very loud, and the wooden bed made a loud creaking sound, and then everything fell silent.

Wen Zhi blinked and looked at the man breathing heavily on top of her.

There was extreme patience in his brows, and his voice became hoarse: "Are you lusting after me and wanting me, so that's why you said this, or you..."

The last few words were so mute that she could hardly hear them, but she could still discern what they were.

Or are you - "really in love with me?"

Thanks to Xing Yue'er Baby for the reward. The next few chapters are all about the plot in a dream. By the way, I will give birth to a baby in my dream and take care of it!whee!