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Chapter 111 I Can Meet in Dreams (Fog)

At first, Si Jiu thought he was dreaming.

She looked at the acquaintance in front of her who was exuding a violent aura with her eyes closed, and felt a little strange.

"Qi Yan." She called softly.

How could you dream of him?

In the dream, Qi Yan leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, his hair was a little longer than the last time he saw him, and it was a bit messy, his lips were dry, his face was red, and he had heavy dark circles. He looked like he didn't have enough sleep. Humanoid.

"Why are you still so miserable in your dream?" Si Jiu said, reaching out his hand to poke his forehead.

The eyelids of the man with closed eyes trembled a few times, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

"... Huanhuan?" His voice was hoarse, full of disbelief.

Si Jiu's finger was still poking in front of his forehead, and when he was caught suddenly, he "coughed" in embarrassment, then remembered that he was dreaming, and instantly became calm again.

Qi Yan straightened up abruptly, and hugged Si Jiu's waist, "Huanhuan. Xie Huan."

Shouting over and over again, as if wishing to chew up this and the name, so as to keep something.

To be honest, this sound is very sad.

But Si Jiu's mood swings were not that violent.

Because she did the emotional stripping.Those memories are still there, but they seem to be properly placed deep in the memory through a curtain.

But the feeling in the dream was so real, she could clearly feel the strength of Qi Yan holding her, his tight arm muscles, his unstoppable trembling, and his overly hot body temperature.

"After so long, I finally dreamed of you. Xie Huan, did you come back to see me because you missed me?"

Qi Yan raised his head, his eyes traced Si Jiu's face over and over again, and then looked at her neck in a panic.

There was no gushing of blood, no gore.There is also no stitching left after being stitched by the mortician.

Qi Yan's eyes were red, and he smiled gratifiedly, as if crying.

Si Jiu sighed, reached out and touched his forehead, "Have a fever..."?

[Ding... The Golden Finger dispatch breakpoint has been successfully resumed, today's intermittent physical contact task progress: 1/3. 】

Si Jiu was a little confused.

The voice of the system appeared at the right time: [Host, the superior department replied, saying that you made a mistake in the settlement of the task on the X463 plane, but since the settlement cannot be changed, this method allows you to make up the remaining days. 】

"this way?"

System: [In plain terms, you can think that you have entered Qi Yan's dream. 】

Si Jiu was too lazy to complain.

"Okay, speaking of it, I still felt sorry for Qi Yan at the time, so that's fine."

Surprised that the host is so talkative, the system can't believe it.

"Qi Yan, you have a fever, do you have antipyretics at home?"

Qi Yan shook his head, "Anyway, it's a dream, so it's okay to not take medicine. Huanhuan, how are you doing?"

Si Jiu was confused, "Why do you ask that?"

Qi Yan might really have a fever, or maybe he thought it was a dream, so his thinking was particularly confused. Instead of explaining his inexplicable words, he said, "This dream is so real. Huanhuan, I don't want to wake up."

Si Jiu touched his cheek, then his neck, finished today's task in one go, and then said, "Dreams always wake up."

Qi Yan frowned all of a sudden, and stared fiercely at Si Jiu, "Why do you always like to confront me and always want to anger me?"

Si Jiu felt wronged, "How can I have it?"

"Why didn't you? Tell you to follow me closely, you are going to chase that suspicious person! Do you know how scared I was when I was looking for you?

Let you go first, you have to save the murderer.

Little boy, how can you do this?
Are you very strong? "

Secretary Jiu: Shorty?Ah……

He seemed to get angrier and angrier as he talked, "You're so amazing, don't get hurt! Don't let me worry about you. Just show off and worry.

You treat a dubious staff member better than yourself. "

His voice suddenly dropped, revealing unspeakable sadness, "You should be nicer to me. Can't you... Pamper me more?"

By the end it was crying.

Si Jiu's mind exploded, and he was already dizzy.

"Be good, my sister will love you now!"

What kind of tiger-wolf words are this hee hee hee! ! !

System: I suspect that my host is playing with colors, but I have no evidence.

　The hero and heroine take the wrong script series every day (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)