Chapter 263 The Magical Transformation of the Peach Wood Card (2)

Long Zhutian nodded, "This is the guardian of our family, so it protects me."

"But I'm not from your family."

"You are!" Long Zhutian put his hand on her waist, and his phoenix eyes looked straight into her black pupils, "You are mine, how can you say that you are not from my family?"

"..."

Yang Zimei was speechless.

Although she has already acquiesced that she is his person from the bottom of her heart, but the relationship between the two has not been written yet, right?

"Remember, you are my person, Long Zhutian!" Long Zhutian emphasized again in a deep tone.

"You are my Yang Zimei's person!" Yang Zimei was not to be outdone.

"That's natural, I, Long Zhutian, were born to be Yang Zimei's person, and I am also Yang Zimei's dead person!" Long Zhutian said solemnly.

Yang Zimei was sweating.

This girl actually has a cold sense of humor.

"Then what is your family?" Yang Zimei asked curiously.

Long Zhutian's eyes darkened slightly, he lowered his eyes, and was silent for a while, "I will tell you later."

"Why can't you tell it now?" Women always like to get to the bottom of things they are curious about, not to mention the background of the person they like. Yang Zimei is also a woman, and she can't help but want to find out some things.

"Dangerous." Long Zhutian put her head on his shoulders, "you should know, I will definitely let you know."

"Okay!" Yang Zimei knew that he had a secret, so he didn't want to ask any more questions, leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes, "Then let's go to sleep."

"Well, a good dream." After Long Zhutian finished speaking, he also closed his eyes.

This time, he couldn't sleep at all.

Listening to the person beside him, there was an even snoring sound, and he opened his long and narrow phoenix eyes in the dark night, and looked sideways at her face, which seemed particularly fair and clean in the night, like jade, exuding warmth. of soft light.

His eyes have long been accustomed to seeing things in the dark, no different from those in the daytime.

When she was asleep, her expression was not as peaceful and indifferent as when she was not asleep. On the contrary, her eyelashes fluttered like injured butterfly wings, her long eyebrows were slightly twisted, her lips were pursed uneasily, her body was arched tightly, and her fists were clenched. Feeling like a lack of security, has been in a state of nervousness and panic.

His black eyes sank, his heart seemed to be pulled by a thin thread, and the slightest bit of pain was penetrating.

Did she sleep so restlessly because she was by her side?

Just thinking about it, vague dreams came from her lips, and her face was full of unease and panic, "Don't, don't hit me, don't hit me..."

His heart tightened, and a terrifying light of murder shot out from his black eyes.

who is it?

Who dares to break into her dreams and beat her?

Her forehead, as bright as the bright moon, was dripping with beads of sweat, and her clothes were wet.

He hugged her tightly, stroked her hair lightly on the back of his hand, soothed in a low voice, and hummed his sleepy song with a special language pronunciation but a very soothing and peaceful rhythm. The night sky echoes like a dream...

Maybe it was his soothing effect, her expression gradually calmed down, her body relaxed slightly, curled up in his arms like a kitten, a pair of hands as soft as vines even took the initiative to hang around his neck, like With support, no longer hesitant, no longer afraid, no longer confused...

Looking at her gradually soothing face, Long Zhutianfang closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

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