The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1331 The woman in the dream

  The tip of the little girl's nose is slightly red, and her vermilion lips are slightly raised.

   arched his arms toward Yang Dianfeng, his smooth skin moved his fingertips.

  I can't distinguish between dreams and wakes.

  The little girl was half-eyed with sleepy eyes, she seemed to be uncomfortable sleeping.

   Pulled a small head out of his arms, stretched out his straight arm, hooked his neck, and pressed his small face along his warm cheeks.

  The red lips lightly opened, and with a comfortable sigh, he fell asleep again.

  This evening, Yang Dianfeng felt as if he was being pressed by something heavy.

   pressed on his heart, making him breathless.

  The neck was also strangled, making him breathless.

   What's more desperate is that he seems to be in a dire situation.

  He couldn't sleep well all night, only feeling that his body was hot and soft. I want to open my eyes, I can't open my eyes when I smell the faint scent of sandalwood between my nose.

  His five fingers pierced through his black hair, and he fell asleep in this sleep.

   is also extremely tired.

  The sky will be bright, and the sun leaked a ray of light from the horizon.

  Yang Dianfeng opened his hazy eyes, as if he saw a girl lying on him.

   was so scared that he woke up with a shock.

   opened her eyes and rubbed her eyes, only to find that there was only a white cat in her arms. The little white cat lay on all fours, exposing her white belly, sleeping very sweetly.

  Yang Dianfeng breathed a sigh of relief and pressed his eyebrows. He was really old and started to miss women?

   Thinking of last night's dream, Yang Dianfeng's complexion couldn't help but flushed.

  At such an old age, he had never had such a sweet dream.

  In his dream, he seemed to be held down by a woman, who hooked his neck and was extremely dependent on him.

  Unlike a mortal, her eyes are full of calculations, she is clear and simple, and her eyes are crystal clear. He seemed to remember her face, and it seemed that he didn't remember her face.

  She seemed to be ignorant of courtesy, justice, and shame, and she seemed to be ignorant of shyness, and she was nestled in his arms extremely dependently.

   makes him feel particularly peaceful.

  Thinking of what happened next, Yang Dianfeng couldn't help but blush.

  At this moment, it was just dawn, and the young man was resting outside.

  He never alarmed the young man, only took a shirt carefully. Go outside and take a cold shower.

  The heat in the whole body only then dissipated a little bit.

  When he came back in a refreshing suit, the sky was already bright.

  Yang Dianfeng picked up the white cat and gently squeezed its neck: "You little thing is so heavy. Almost breathed out for me."

  Ball opened his eyes and meowed.

  Yang Dianfeng only regained his senses.

  Really, how does he care about a little white cat.

   is muttering in his heart, is it really that I am really old and start to think about women? Yesterday, I told his mother that I had no desires, so I had such a shameful dream today?

  After a short while, the maid passed the meal in.

  "My son, my wife has a hairpin party today. Many ladies have been invited to come and play. The lady wants you... to say hello before leaving." The maid lowered her head.

  Yang Dianfeng nodded, and after eating, he headed for the front yard.

  His wife is a woman of the Zheng family, who has been reading poetry since childhood. Yang Dianfeng has seen many flower fairs in the mansion from time to time.

  But when he entered the front yard at this moment, Yang Dianfeng realized that something was wrong.

  It seems that there are too many women in this courtyard today.

  He lifted his eyes and glanced at him without a trace, and it was actually many women who looked at him secretly. Seeing his eyes suddenly blushed again.

  But at this moment, he has entered the courtyard gate, and there is no turning back.

  It's over, today is his mother's blind date again.

  (End of this chapter)