My Darling Is Pampered and Wild

Chapter 664 Lu Qingqiao's Dream

Her response made him happily lean over and kiss her: "I know you are very kind to me, especially very kind, give me candy, give me flowers, show me fireworks..."

"I like you, I like you being good to me, and I like being good to you."

Like, greedy.

Can't bear, can't let go.

...

The clingy Mr. Qin couldn't let Lu Qingqiao out of sight for a second, Lu Qingqiao could only accompany him to wash and dress.

When lying in bed, turn off the lights and make the room dark.

The moonlight from outside the window penetrated into the house, and it was cool and cold.

Qin Xun hugged Lu Qingqiao unable to sleep, resting his chin on her shoulder, calling her name from time to time without getting tired of it.

Lu Qingqiao looked at the messages on the phone and took the trouble to respond to her. After she finished replying to the message, it was already 12 o'clock in the evening.

Qin Xun was already asleep, so he buried her in her neck and hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

When Lu Qingqiao moved a little, his brows furrowed.

Listening to Qin Xun's even breathing, Lu Qingqiao no longer felt sleepy.

She thought that Mr. Qin was coaxed by her candy.

Thinking of his more than ten years on the island, he had no childhood, but all kinds of learning and training arranged every day with precision.

A piece of candy, many people can easily get it in childhood, but her children don't have it.

I didn't get it before, but I didn't need it anymore, so when she handed him a candy at random, he remembered it for a long time.

A candy, a flower, a firework...

Her little friend is so deceitful, so deceitful makes her feel distressed.

Lu Qingqiao didn't know when he fell asleep, but he only knew that he was so distressed that when he dreamed of little Qin Xun in his dream, his heart was stuffy, like being wrapped in damp, sticky and uncomfortable.

In the dream, Qin Xun was only five or six years old. He was meticulously dressed in a small suit, his hair was combed back, his face was taut, with a rigid and mature look, his eyes were vigilant and alert, as if he was ready to show his fangs at any time. The state of the claw fight.

He sat alone at the dining table, sitting upright with a small figure, eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner in a regular manner, always alone.

The figure of Xiao Qin Xun sitting on the dining table gradually elongated, and his appearance was widened, but he still ate alone.

It should be the eleven-year-old Xiao Qin Xun, who was thrown into the wolves, holding a dagger covered in blood, his eyes were more fierce and bloodthirsty than the wolf king who led the pack in front of him, Lu Qingqiao seemed to be in a dream For the sake of Xiao Qin Xun, seeing the wolf king rushing towards her, her **** mouth drowned her...

Then the camera turned in the dream, and she saw three men with stern faces surrounded by Xiao Qin Xun, with burly stature and eyes like falcons. Xiao Qin Xun was beaten down by the three of them in turn, then got up and continued to be beaten on the ground. Go down, continue to stand up... Until he struggles to stand up, but can't stand up again, his eyes are full of unwillingness...

That unwillingness turned into paranoia and ruthlessness, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Qin was fifteen or sixteen years old. In the same position, he beat the three men to the ground one by one, condescending like a king in the world, when he turned around, There was a loud bang, artillery fire splashed everywhere, and he walked out from the artillery fire, stepping on the **** and broken walls, and approached the darkness.

Lu Qingqiao only felt as if something had been eroded by the darkness. She ran towards the darkness and shouted Qin Xun's name. She ran far and far without finding him.

as if……

He never existed.

She panicked suddenly, and the pain spread from her heart to her limbs.

Qin Xun!

She shouted, but in reality she opened her mouth silently, and then suddenly opened her eyes. There was darkness in front of her, but the warmth around her was different from the coldness in her dream.

(End of this chapter)