Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 544 Come Home With Me

"I'm going to sleep first, have a good dream!!" After Mu Jiujiu said this, she turned over, wrapped up the quilt, and fell asleep facing the inside of the bed.

The more Bei Chen looked at her instant sleep skill, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He silently looked down at the "rope" that had been wrapped round and round around his wrist, and tied layer after layer, wondering in his heart whether he should use his internal force to break free? ?

If he used internal force to break away, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to his little lady? ?

Besides, even if he breaks away with internal force, he seems to be unable to do anything...

Although he really wants to... but this kind of thing, it's better if you love me...

Hey……

Heart congestion.

After Bei Chenyue thought silently for a while, he finally gave up struggling. He fell down and stared at Mu Jiujiu who was lying beside him for a while, then raised his body, put his arms around her head, and held her After Huan was in his arms, he gently closed his eyes.

Forget it, bear with it for a while, it won't be too late to ask for debts after his little lady has rested.

Maybe it's because the journey is too tiring these days, or maybe someone is too exhausted in the afternoon.

After Bei Chenyue closed his eyes, he also fell asleep not long after.

In the dream, for some reason, he turned into a child of seven or eight years old.

Surrounded by humid and slightly cold air, he walked on the damp bluestone path in a daze, looking at the misty rain in front of him, but he didn't know where he came from and where he should go.

The drizzle fell on him, wetting his clothes bit by bit.

However, in the next second, a small oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared above his head, and then a crisp voice sounded behind him: "Brother, are you lost?"

He turned his head, only to see a white and clean little girl holding a small oil-paper umbrella with her chubby little hand, covering his head.

The doll was wearing a lotus root pink gauze dress, which made her skin white and tender. Her big and round eyes, like two black grapes, were blinking at him.

On the doll's head, there were still fine fluffs, which were barely tied into two buns, and there were more balls of yarn tied to them than her hair.

Bei Chenyue was stunned for a moment, looked at the girl in front of him, and asked casually, "Who are you?"

When he opened his mouth, it turned out to be the childish voice of a young man.

"My name is Mu Jiujiu, you can call me Jiujiu." The baby girl said to Beichen with a childish smile, "Brother, what's your name? Brother, are you lost?? Brother, you look so good-looking." , if you get lost, just follow me home, okay?"

Bei Chen was silent for a moment, looking at the bright smile in the dense air, for some reason, he reached out to take the small oil-paper umbrella in the girl's hand and said, "Where is your home?"

"Over there, brother, let me take you to my house!" The little Mu Jiujiu stuffed her soft hand into Bei Chenyue's other hand that didn't hold an umbrella, and held his fingers , and dragged him towards Mu's residence.

In the dream, he was holding Mu Jiujiu's hand, and he felt that her hand was small and soft, with a slight dampness. At that moment, he suddenly realized that these were his childhood memories.

(End of this chapter)