"You finally wake up." hearing her startled voice, nalanche finally stopped wiping and held her in his arms with ecstasy. He never believed in heaven and earth. At the moment, he couldn't help but thank God and finally gave her back to him.

He really couldn't imagine how dark and meaningless his life would be without her.

Tong Xiaoman was tightly held in his arms by him. His arm made her feel a little painful. Her consciousness didn't seem to come back completely. She raised her palm, put it against his chest, looked up at him, and said in some confusion, "I'm not dreaming."

The figure is hoarse and the throat is dry.

"Of course you're not dreaming." Nalan Che painfully reached out and touched her face, and finally had some bloody cheeks. "You almost scared me to death. You're not allowed to do this again, little savage. Do you hear me? Don't scare me like this."

Tong Xiaoman blinked his confused eyes. It seemed that she had not recovered. Suddenly, she grabbed his wrist, bowed her head and bit it.

Nalan Che was stunned for a moment. She didn't know why she did this. She didn't respond for a moment.

Tong Xiaoman bit for a while, but didn't see his response. He immediately showed a disappointed look on his face and smiled bitterly: "I said, how can you come? I'm just dreaming, but the dream is really too real. You're hateful. You can't even dream

It's all like that. You're dead. "

As Tong Xiaoman said, he raised his hand and beat him on the chest.

"Why do you think you're dreaming?" she had such a ridiculous idea. Nalan Che couldn't cry or laugh.

"Isn't it? When I bite you, you don't even say a word. It must not hurt at all. It doesn't hurt only when you dream." Tong Xiaoman said gloomily, then bowed his head and became more sad. "Now I don't know I'm dreaming,

I'm still dead. If no one finds my body, don't I want to expose my body in the wilderness? Ah, no, I want to be buried in the geomantic treasure land. "

Tong Xiaoman became more and more excited, and his manic body kept moving around in front of him.

Just wanted to save her, but now she's alive.

In the light of the fire, Nalan Che's eyes gradually deepened, and the jumping light flickered in his pupils.

Tong Xiaoman is still struggling whether he is dreaming or dead.

Thinking that her body might become the food of vultures and be divided into corpses, all kinds of terrible and strange pictures made her only feel that she died in peace.

"Ah... Don't eat me... I don't want to be the food of vultures..." the more I think about it, the more terrible it becomes. Tong Xiaoman can't help crying.

Why is his breath so real?

Tong Xiaoman's mind popped up, and he wanted to say this when he was dying.

She suddenly died of depression. Is she such a color? When she was dying, she still wanted to have a fight with this man? It can't be true.

She was thinking, suddenly a slight stabbing pain came from her head, eh, will she hurt???

Tong Xiaoman looked down in wonder, but he saw someone's thick palm gently following her hair on his head.

"Wait." Tong Xiaoman stopped his palm in surprise and put it against his chest in amazement. "I'm not dreaming?"

"Honey, I never said you were dreaming."

Seeing her lovely and stunned response, Nalan Che pressed her forehead and couldn't help laughing, but his palm moved away her palm discontentedly.

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