Chapter 717 This Person Is Mostly Sick (10)

As soon as Yong He opened his eyes, he saw Emperor Liancheng's affectionate eyes, and he was stunned for a rare moment, and then, the scene from his sleep flooded his eyes.

he……

He seemed to be having a dream.

The object of the spring dream is still...

Yong He closed his eyes, this is ridiculous, how is it possible?

Emperor Liancheng saw him frowning, and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

"No." Yong He turned his gaze away from him, not because of guilt, but because he felt that this matter was very absurd. Anyway, it was a dream, so it probably couldn't be true.

Looking at the sky, the sun was setting and the dusk was heavy, so he asked, "Why am I outside?"

Emperor Liancheng smiled kindly: "It's sunny today, so I'll move you out and let you bask in the sun."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Emperor Liancheng took a step back, and smiled more kindly than before: "As long as you don't care about forgetting to move you back last night, that's fine."

Yong He's face turned blue: "So, you threw me outside to sleep for a day and a night?"

Mo Xiaoxian corrected from the side: "It's three days and two nights."

……

Yong He's face turned black and his expression was serious.

Emperor Liancheng took a step back again: "There are too many things, it is understandable to forget for a while."

Immortal Fuli nodded: "It is indeed very busy, after all, you have read five scripts in the past three days."

Yong He's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, gloomy and terrifying, all the charming thoughts just now disappeared.

Even if the object of the spring dream is him, so what, he actually forgot himself because of a few broken scripts, can he bear it?

Not at all.

Yong He is not a person who is willing to suffer at all, since he can't bear it, let's make himself happy first.

And what can make him happy now is to beat up the instigator.

Without hesitation, he flew up and directly fought with Emperor Liancheng.

During the fight, images from the dream came to mind from time to time, Yonghe's hand shook, and with a swipe sound, he tore Emperor Liancheng's clothes.

Seeing the exposed skin, Yonghe's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and the move that was about to hit Emperor Liancheng also abruptly changed direction halfway, and the palm brushed past his ear, bringing a gust of wind and blowing Hair fluttering.

Emperor Liancheng was stunned, this was a rare opportunity, and immediately seized Yonghe's distraction to fight back.

But even if it was like this, he could gain the upper hand for a while, and it was impossible for him to suppress Yong He all the way.

This battle ended in failure in the end, and he had to admit the gap in strength between him and Yonghe.

Yong He restrained Emperor Liancheng, looking at the place where his clothes were torn, his eyes darkened a bit.

Emperor Liancheng didn't notice, he just asked: "Have you beaten enough?"

Yong He nodded, rationally controlling himself to look away.

Emperor Liancheng said: "Then take your hands off me."

"I won't take it." Yong He blurted out subconsciously, and after he finished speaking, he was stunned.

"If the fight continues, it will be dark." Emperor Liancheng smiled wryly.

Yong He frowned. He said that the reason for not taking it away was not because of the darkness.

Paused for a moment, and finally withdrew his hand.

Mo Xiaoxian watched them finish playing, and immediately stepped forward to ask: "Did you have any spring-related dreams in the past few days?"

Yong He understood immediately, and narrowed his eyes: "Is it your fault?"

"How can it be called a ghost, it's just a small game." Mo Xiaoxian smiled cunningly: "Who did you do shameful things with in your dream?"

(End of this chapter)

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