Legend of Dream God in a Little Dream

Zengjun also bent the little finger of his right hand.

"Wait." Weiwei withdrew her hand.

"Ok?"

"I need to replenish some, otherwise these will be ineffective after the hook is bent," Weiwei said naively.

Zengjun also looked at her innocently. "Who fooled her with these things? Is there really an afterlife? And an afterlife without any memories?" "Of course, Princess, please add to it."

Weiwei held her chin up and thought, "First of all, you have to save your first time in the future for me, and I will also save it for you until you take it yourself, and then..." Weiwei paused.

"Hmm? Then what?" Zeng Jun asked, "It's to keep people on suspense."

"Can you hug me again?" Weiwei said. She thought it was too much to ask for Zengjun now. After all, this hug was for her now, and it would belong to her in the next life.

Zengjun held her in his arms and said, "Of course, this doesn't require a pinky promise."

Weiwei leaned in Zengjun's arms, which was very warm. She could hear Zengjun's voice and heartbeat.

Zengjun picked up Weiwei and walked towards the restaurant, "Let's eat."

"We haven't made a pinky promise yet," Weiwei reminded her, fearing that Zengjun would deny it or act stupid.

Zengjun gently placed Weiwei down, stretched out his right hand, and bent his little finger.

Weiwei also cooperated and completed the ritual which would be useless if one person regretted it. She was also very satisfied. However, children didn't have much brains. Although she was only over 113 years old, Zengjun was already 16 years old.

Zengjun continued to hold Weiwei and walked slowly, "Hiss~, what about Bushue's next life? Is it too late for me to regret now..., it's over, dead end"

However, we should live in the present. Therefore, let Weiwei eat her fill first so that she can do her work. If she is not full, how can she have the energy to wander around? If she is not wandering around, how can she find Bushue? The two of them might be in this imperial city.

Walking on the busy street, lanterns were gradually hung out, and the cold and deserted streets became bustling. Snowflakes were floating in the sky, dyeing the streets white, but people were strolling leisurely. The day did not seem cold, but Weiwei was the only one reminding him that it was actually very cold.

Weiwei in Zengjun's arms was trembling a little, and Zengjun realized then that Weiwei was not wearing much, only a thin piece of clothing and her favorite skirt, the skirt she wore for the first time when they saw each other that day.

Zengjun looked at Weiwei's face, which had turned red from the cold in just a short while. They also needed to walk a little further to the hotel, as there were residential houses all around.

Zengjun used magic to warm his body and hugged Weiwei tightly. Weiwei breathed warm air on his neck, but it seemed that he was no longer cold.

Weiwei's little mouth is very close to Zengjun's neck, and it can be said that her face is touching it. If Weiwei wants to, she can take a bite or taste it, but Zengjun will not be able to react.

Zengjun also knew that Weiwei grew up eating raw meat, and now the meat was right in front of her mouth. The one who should be afraid should be Zengjun. Zengjun had never been bitten by a demon before, and if he made a wrong analysis, her blood would be sucked dry in an instant after being bitten, and she would be dead.

"But I still believe that Weiwei won't do that." Then Weiwei kissed Zengjun's neck. Zengjun could feel Weiwei's teeth on the flesh. "Huh? I just praised you."

But fortunately, there was no biting action. If it had bitten, I might have been thrown to the ground.

Zengjun felt Weiwei's mischief, but he didn't have any extra hands to intervene.

Weiwei also did not restrain herself at all. At this moment, she was like a baby who had not been weaned, sucking breast milk.

"Fuck, don't do whatever you want just because you're cute." "You..."

When Weiwei heard that Zengjun had objections, she also softened her stance and turned to stare at Zengjun eagerly, her eyes meaning that she wanted more.

"..." "It's cold outside, hold me tight, and I'm not tasty, my meat is too tough, not chewy, please let me go... blah blah blah" Zeng Jun was also bitter, 'Although there is a cute girl who likes me, if Bushe sees this, will I be killed in seconds? ……'

No, I didn’t, that girl is my sister,…uh, it seems like she will die faster….

We finally arrived at the hotel, which also provides accommodation.

"Boss, give me some paper," Zengjun said to the boss as he walked in.

The shop owner looked at Zengjun, then at the girl in his arms, and took out a few pieces of paper and stuffed them into Zengjun's hands, "At least, but you shouldn't..." But he wisely gestured to go upstairs, "Please stay on the second floor," and then leaned close to Zengjun's ear, "Don't worry, there's enough paper in the room."

Zengjun was silent, standing there in a daze, "…" But it was indeed getting late, and it was indeed time to get a room to stay in. It would not be bad to come down and have a meal after finishing the work.

Zengjun walked up the stairs, "But, he seems to have misunderstood something..."

Arriving on the second floor, Zengjun walked to the front desk and said, "Open a room."

"Sixty Golds a Night"

Zengjun took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to her.

After a while, she handed a sign and gave Zengjun forty gold coins in change.

Zengjun looked at the sign saying 304 and thought, "This must mean the fourth room on the third floor." Then he carried Weiwei upstairs.

When we arrived at room 304, there was a sign next to the door. A sign hanging there meant that someone was living there.

Zengjun hung up the sign, opened the door, and put Weiwei on the bed.

"Not bad." Weiwei was extremely cute in front of Zengjun at this moment.

Zengjun held her hand and walked downstairs. Weiwei followed behind him. She jumped up each step one by one, expressing her happiness that could not be concealed. It seemed that she had thought of some bad idea.

After dinner, I returned to this room again.

"I want to take a shower," Weiwei said with a pout.

Zengjun pushed open the bathroom door. The bathtub inside had been filled with hot water not long ago. She also reminded people to be careful of the heat and that if they needed hot water, they could go to the front desk to find her.

"There's hot water." Zengjun reached out to test the water temperature. It was warm water, and it seemed to have been there for a while.

"The water is warm, you can wash first. I'll go out and buy you some clean clothes." Zengjun turned around and told Weiwei his opinion.

Looking at the low bathtub, he turned and walked towards the door.

His right leg was blocked. He looked back and saw Weiwei holding his leg. "Don't go."

"What's wrong? I'm just going out to buy you clothes and some snacks. I'm not leaving you." Zengjun touched Weiwei's head, thinking that Weiwei felt that he was a heartless man and left after the incident. However, they didn't do that, right?

"I can't wash my back, I need you to help me," Weiwei gave the reason.

"Okay, okay, wait for me here." "Listen, I'll go out and buy you something, okay?"

"But I..." Weiwei felt a little wronged, as if she really couldn't wash it off.

"Okay, let's go out and buy some, and you can wash them when we come back, okay?"