The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

Shen Mian was dreaming again.

This is a strange dream that mixes third-person and first-person perspectives.

Shen Mian's consciousness was watching from the sidelines for a while, and in his body for a while.

Besides herself, there was another person in her dream.

Well, it was the classmate Celia Nafanea Yurikus who had just been driven to a mental breakdown by her.

Still kneeling in front of her.

Wow! Is it because he is not satisfied in reality, so in the dream he is dragged in and beaten?

Shen Mian's consciousness waved his fist in anger.

Shen Mian in the dream is an adult, taller than [-] meters by visual inspection, sitting leisurely on a velvet armchair.

The facial features have been completely opened, and the beauty is not compromised even if she doesn't apply makeup. Of course, it is not a bland look, but rather than being rich and gorgeous, it is more sharp to the extreme. Even if you look at it, you will feel the danger of being cut.

It's not like a flower, but more like a top-notch weapon that has just been tempered.

One hundred percent! Exactly what I want to be!

Shen Mian proudly commented to himself.

……

Consciousness returns to the body.

Shen Mian suddenly realized that Celia in the dream was too close to herself.

Kneeling in front of him, he could feel the heat radiating from the man's chest on his calves.

Should I slap him or kick him in the chest?

Shen Mian was puzzled.

next second.

The beauty with white hair and red eyes, as beautiful as ice and snow, rested her side face on her lap!

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah!

In the dream, Chen Mian didn't care about the screams of her consciousness, but picked up a strand of the man's long hair with her fingers and rolled it casually.

The man's silver hair flowed between her fingers like a ray of moonlight.

Shen Mian's conscious body has been petrified!

What is he doing?

wrong! What are you doing!

In reality, you are fighting to the death, but in the dream, are you flirting? !

I'm just a twelve-year-old kid!

Is this something I should watch?

I didn’t expect that Celia, you are so young and old-hearted, you would come to eat my little grass...

The first thing to break the quiet atmosphere is the heavy cotton·dream version where you can enjoy a beautiful woman pillowing your knees.

The woman let go of her silver hair, but lifted Celia's chin and looked at him teasingly.

"Mrs. Romania, you don't want your wife to see you like you are now."

Five thunders hit the top!

Stunned dog!

What kind of yellow-haired NTR script is this?

I was so wild in the dream!

Although this man is indeed as beautiful as a mountain snow lotus, he is still a target for most Chinese people with white hair and red eyes.

but!

but!

Eating anything will only harm you!

"Stop joking." The man's voice was muffled. He looked up at her. His eyelashes, which were so white that they were transparent, trembled slightly, like the wings of a butterfly. Even a fool could see the hazy affection in his eyes, "I...where am I?" What kind of wife do you have?"

Shen Mian in the dream is at odds with Shen Mian in reality.

"Daddy, you are already a widow. I can't let you remain a widow anymore."

Ah ah ah ah ah!

The heavy cotton quilt is so scorched on the outside and tender on the inside!

I'm not just a yellow guy!

I am actually a widower lover, commonly known as Cao Thief!

I even have sex with my baby daddy!

Why little daddy!

What a world this is!

This can’t really be my future!

I am a migrant worker with a cold personality, not a lustful ghost!

Just when she was doubting her life, Shen Mian in her dream moved!

Shen Mian's hand followed the tip of Celia's ear (your ears are as red as bubble teapots!), and stroked his long hair to one side, revealing the slender back of his neck and

——Back.

Yes, from the front, it looks like a boring lace silk white shirt, but under the cover of long hair, a deep V reveals a large area of ​​snow-white back.

The lines are clear, the appearance is elegant, and the affection is endless.

The air seemed to be tainted with a warm drunkenness due to the woman's movements.

Shen Mian's consciousness was already that of Sa Beining's oxygen-inhaling face.

So white, really so white!

I mean the hair! !

It must be this man's spiritual power that's seducing me!

Shen Mian's hand was very honest, reaching into the junction between clothes and body, gently rubbing the man's shoulder.

"Students of the teaching institute, do you know that the unsmiling director of the main institute wears such clothes in class?"

"Ugh...don't say it..."

Shen Mian also heard the man say the same thing when he was awake, but the meaning was completely different.

His slender fingers viciously opened the top of the V-shaped part of his clothes, exposing a bit of his shoulder blades.

On the snow-white skin here, there is a dark red word "深" tattooed on it.

When Shen Mian was still in the second grade of middle school, in order to prepare for his future success, he spent ten dollars online to design a cool cursive script for his signature!

……

"Ow!"

Shen Mian suddenly sat up from the bed.

At sunset, the warm yellow sunlight shines in through the window, and the breeze blows the snow-white bed gauze and sways slightly.

The furnishings in the house are elegant and exquisite, and even make the decoration of the Starship's first-class cabin look as vulgar and rustic as that of a nouveau riche eager to show off.

Shen Ying was as he was, sitting by the bed and watching her quietly.

Shen Mian, who was frightened to death, took a long time to calm down. Only then did he realize that his abdomen was covered with bandages and he was even wearing a loose and soft hospital gown.

Oh, it’s the result of me trading injury for injury.

but……

Shen Ying spoke promptly: "I changed the clothes for you."

Shen Mian nodded in a daze.

Shen Ying handed her a medicine bottle and said in a very calm tone: "You are seriously injured. You need to recuperate for a month. You have to go to the medical cabin once a day and take medicine three times a day."

It only took three seconds to feel good. Shen Mian opened the medicine bottle and drank it.

a bit sweet.

Shen Ying's faint voice came: "The main component of this medicine is seikeworm."

The system brought up the picture. Shen Mian was frightened and couldn't help but ask: "This medicine is not called rehabilitation fluid, is it?"

Shen Ying shook his head.

"Oh," Shen Mian fell back on the bed, "I won't be so seriously injured in the future... I'll try my best."

But she is about to enter the most dangerous whirlpool.

This is a promise that cannot be kept.

Not wanting to talk more, Shen Mian changed the subject: "You should have met Celia, that white-haired one. Tell me, what's your impression of him?"

Shen Ying's tone was flat, obviously not impressed by his appearance, and he gave a negative review without hesitation: "Cold, dangerous, hypocritical."

"Eh-" Shen Mian imitated the Japanese drama JK and said, "It's completely opposite to what I think."

"My assessment is naive, sentimental, and weak."

Why is she in the future, or in the dream, with Celia?