The Pillow of the Bad President

Her throat was as dry as fire, full of despair, and suddenly, Sang Xiaoyu felt the sand under her feet loosen instantly, sinking down like running water. .

It was like a vortex, encircling her legs, constantly pulling her down.

Sang Xiaoyu panicked, and found that the sand was sinking faster and faster, almost covering her entire waist. She struggled with her hands, and tears of fear flowed down her cheeks.

Suddenly, a tall and straight figure appeared in sight.

"Beasts..."

Facing those captivating peach blossom eyes, Sang Xiaoyu was so happy that she almost cried out of excitement.

Qin Sinian stretched out his big hand towards her, and she tried her best to reach forward, but just as she was about to grab it, a white hand appeared unexpectedly and held him.

Sang Xiaoyu looked up that hand, squinted his eyes with difficulty, and finally saw the woman's appearance clearly.

Song Jiaren?

She stood there in a daze, watching their fingers clasped together.

The quicksand became faster and faster, the vortex became deeper and deeper, and it became more and more difficult for her to breathe until she fell into darkness...

Sang Xiaoyu opened his eyes suddenly, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.

After staring at the ceiling for a while, the slack focus gradually returned to consciousness.

He tilted his head and glanced out of the window. It was already dark, the moon was hanging high in the air, and there were only a few lighted windows left on the upper floors opposite.

Sang Xiaoyu recalled the scene in her dream just now, layered with reality, she swallowed, feeling a little lingering fear.

For no reason, to have such a nightmare...

She took two deep breaths, and her mind gradually calmed down. She looked away from the night outside the window, and looked at her watch. It was almost twelve o'clock, but there was a hint of coolness in the quilt beside her. Qin Sinian He hasn't come back yet!

Could it be that the operation has not been completed yet?

Sang Xiaoyu muttered to herself, and picked up her phone from the bedside table. Just as she was about to make a call or send a WeChat inquiry, she heard movement from the entrance, the sound of a key turning in the lock cylinder.

Soon, the anti-theft door was opened, and Youdao's tall and straight figure was gradually revealed.

Sang Xiaoyu curled up the phone in the palm of her hand, deliberately kept her lying position still, and wanted to frighten him badly when he came in later.

Hold your breath with your ears upright, watching him put the car keys on the shoe cabinet in the dark, and then pull on the slippers, the two long legs look extraordinarily straight under the moonlight, the sound of footsteps getting closer...

Just when he thought he was going to step into the bedroom, he passed by the door and then gradually disappeared.

Sang Xiaoyu waited for a long time, but did not see his figure appearing again, frowned, couldn't help but lifted the quilt and sat up, found slippers in the dark and put them on.

Looking around, he found that tall and straight figure was standing on the balcony outside the kitchen, with his back to her and one shoulder leaning against the wall. The black shadow on the ground slanted to the dark corner without light.

Between his fingers, there was a faint scarlet flame.

The smell of tobacco wafted in the air, and Sang Xiaoyu's breathing stagnated.

She almost forgot when was the last time he smoked. Since she was pregnant, he hadn't touched him again, but now he was hiding here smoking in the middle of the night, and the color of his peach blossom eyes could not be seen clearly.

"Birds?"

Sang Xiaoyu called out tentatively.

Startled by her voice, Qin Sinian paused for a cigarette in his hand, turned around and saw it was her, seemed to react after those two seconds, quickly cut off the half-puffed cigarette in his hand, and waved it with his hand. After dissipating the smoke, the windows were quickly closed.

Sang Xiaoyu walked over and heard his low smoke voice, "Little goldfish, did I wake you up?"

She shook her head. When she heard him open the door and come in, she actually woke up earlier, but she didn't turn on the light. Maybe when he passed by the door of the bedroom, he thought she was asleep.

The lights on the balcony were not turned on, only the hazy moonlight.

Looking at each other, Sang Xiaoyu was a little dazed, her pair of peach blossom eyes were dim as if there was no light at all, she couldn't help but shook his big hand, and asked hesitantly, "Beast, are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Qin Sinian's protruding Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Sang Xiaoyu frowned, looking at his sharp facial features, "Are you too tired, is the operation tonight a bit tricky?"

"En." Qin Sinian mumbled.

The light was a bit dim, and Sang Xiaoyu only thought that he had encountered a difficult illness, just like the medical incident that happened once, she didn't know what to do, the only thing she thought about was to be with him.

She moved forward and snuggled herself into his arms, hugging his strong waist with both hands, so close that there was almost no gap.

Qin Sinian's somewhat stiff body eased little by little in her slender bones.

Sang Xiaoyu rubbed her cheek against his chest, muttering in a low voice, "Beast, I just had a nightmare!"

"What nightmare did you have, that you were frightened?" Qin Sinian frowned and asked immediately.

Sang Xiaoyu nodded after a few fragments entered his head, "Well, I was a little scared!" Looking up, he saw that the lines of his face were a little cold and his whole body revealed a lonely breath, and the words came to his lips. She swallowed it back again, and instead of telling him the dream, she deliberately raised her eyebrows and said, "I dreamed that after the child was born, it was a very beautiful mixed-race child, with yellow curly hair and blue blue hair.

Red eyes, um, and he even calls a handsome foreign guy Daddy! "

The corners of Qin Sinian's lips curved slightly.

Regardless of whether the dream is true or not, she knows that she wants to ease her mood.

After returning from the hospital, the suffocation in her chest disappeared in her soft tone, her eyes gradually settled down, and the big hand on her back moved to her lower abdomen, and she suddenly called out, "Mrs. Qin !"

"Huh?" Sang Xiaoyu raised her eyes delicately.

Some slightly cool thin lips fell down, between the lips and teeth, there was a faint smell of tobacco.

Qin Sinian kissed a little anxiously, and her breath was a little messy, but when she raised her head to respond, she seemed to be gradually comforted, and rubbed her palm on her back, as if she wanted to fill her into her body.

After the tender kiss ended, Sang Xiaoyu leaned on his chest and took a small breath.

In addition to her blushing cheeks, the sleepiness in the late-night relationship also hit her again, and she couldn't help but yawned big.

Immediately, there was a light underfoot, and Qin Sinian was already holding her sideways and striding towards the bedroom, his thin lips lightly touched her eyelids, "Go back to bed and sleep!"

Sang Xiaoyu's arms were hooked around his neck, and after being put down, she threw off her slippers and turned over into the bed, but was soon picked up by someone and used her hands.The sleepiness was all gone by his kiss, she gritted her teeth, "Didn't you say sleep!"

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