Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

Thinking of his expected heart, now his touch, his delicate cheek can't help blushing. Mingxiaochen stroked his hot cheek with one hand and scolded himself in his heart. How can he think of such a thing?

It's really outrageous. If someone else knows about it, they will scold her for debauchery. Maybe they will send her to soak the pig cage.

However, she is not a person of this era. Think about it. Ming Xiaochen is fighting between heaven and man.

Although she wanted to hold on, at the end of the night, sleepiness had entangled her. She yawned and looked at the still blank rice paper. She raised her brush and wrote a line on it.

Looking at that line of words, her heart beat like a deer, and her face blushed like a ripe shrimp. She put down her brush and reached out to pick it up. With a trace of shyness, she wanted to tear it off, but her hands were persistent, and she couldn't tear it off. She bit her lower lip. Forget it. Now that she had written it down, let it go.

Supporting her tired head, she suddenly remembered the stories about Liaozhai. In Liaozhai, there were many stories about the fox spirit seducing scholars late at night. Now the scene seems a little like the story there, but the roles have changed.

Thinking of this, she suddenly shivered. The man visiting late at night was the embodiment of a fox! Although she thinks it's good for someone to care for herself at night, if it's really the incarnation of a fox, why does it embarrass her?

No, how can there be a fox incarnation? He must have been neurotic and thought too much. Ming Xiaochen laughed twice and laughed at his rich imagination, but is he really rich in imagination?

She can cross from the 21st century to this dynasty. I don't know which dynasty she is in. Is there anything impossible?

Woo... It's not really game that has a crush on her, ah... No, the human demon is a different way. She still wants to be with normal people.

With her head full of wishful thinking, Ming Xiaochen finally couldn't resist, which had deeply swept her sleepiness, and fell asleep on the table.

In her deep sleep, she dreamed that she was with a man. To her surprise, the man was the tyrant,

In the dream, they had no dispute and no prejudice, just like a loving little couple. He was gentle to her and took care of her carefully. How could the tyrant treat her so well? If he didn't torture her, she would have laughed secretly. Sure enough, dreams are the opposite of reality.

She dreamed that they were chasing and laughing in a sea of flowers. The most beautiful scenery was deified in the dream world. They laughed happily and were more brilliant than the blooming flowers,

She ran and hid among the flowers, and he was chasing and looking for her. When his soft arms hugged her, she was as frightened as a rabbit.

On her beautiful cheeks, there is happiness and happiness, but she deeply knows that it is only in her dream. In real life, it simply does not exist, but what makes her wonder is why the hero in her dream is the tyrant?