Su Qingran shook her head, "The evidence is conclusive. He has caused everything himself. It should be nothing wrong, just..."

"Then go to bed." Jun Qinghan interrupted her and turned over directly.

Su Qingran flattened her mouth and pulled the quilt.

Soon, she fell asleep.

The night is quiet and seductive, the moonlight is bright, and a light silver light is coated in front of the window.

Su Qingran frowned in her sleep, as if she was sleeping very uneasy.

At this time, the bright moon quietly disappeared into the clouds and disappeared.

The night wind blew up the curtain, swaying in front of her eyes, floating slowly, and becoming a little more gloomy in the dark night.

A faint figure came slowly, his forehead was covered in blood, his eyes wide open, and his appearance was very terrifying.

Su Qingran listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't move. She watched the man pounce on her and then pinched her hard.

"don't want!"

With a scream, he suddenly sat up from the couch and sweated coldly.

She just dreamed of Uncle Wu, but she still looked bloody and vague.

The most important thing is that she is still in a nightmare!

When I had a nightmare just now, I couldn't move all over. I let Uncle Wu pinch her neck. It was simply terrible.

This was her first nightmare in her life.

"What's wrong?" Jun Qinghan was woken up by her and asked.

"It's okay, I've had a nightmare." Su Qingran breathed a long sigh.

Lying down again, my heart was still pounding.

As she watched the bed curtain swaying in front of her eyes, the scene in her dream just now gradually became clear in front of her eyes.

In the dark night, she tossed and turned on the couch and felt that Wu Bo’s face was covered in blood over and over again.

What's wrong with her? There were countless autopsies before, but this situation had never happened. Today, I just saw Uncle Wu hit her head and killed her, but this scene seemed to be engraved in her mind.

The night wind blew, and she subconsciously pulled the quilt tight.

Is there a ghost in this ancient times? Why does she always feel so silly?

Sitting up again and looking at the man sleeping on the side, she hesitated for a while, tiptoed over with the quilt in her arms, and climbed onto his bed with a slight foot.

Anyway, his bed is so big that she won't squeeze any more sleep.

Looking at the man's closed eyes, she felt relieved, wrapped herself in the quilt, and turned to fall asleep.

Well, she wasn't afraid, it was just that her bed was too small, that's it!

When a light breathing sound came from beside him, Jun Qinghan slowly opened his eyes.

Is the woman suddenly running to his couch, was she scared?

The corners of his mouth curled slightly invisible and closed his eyes again.

However, it didn't take long for him to find that the woman who was originally sleeping beside her suddenly came towards him.

That's right, it's just arch!

But in a moment, the woman beside her arched from her quilt to his quilt and stayed in his arms.

A soft ball, lying in his arms, like a well-behaved little rabbit.

At this time, Su Qingran was only soft and soft. The calmness of the autopsy and the cunning of threatening him were completely gone, as if he had pulled out all the hard thorns.

Due to the bathing reasons, the woman's fragrance was shallow and pleasant, which instantly ignited Jun Qinghan's sensitive nerves.

But Su Qingran was still not honest when she fell asleep, and her calf rubbed against her, rubbing her body with heat waves rolling.

At this moment, Jun Qinghan's face gradually turned dark, and he wanted to throw the little thing in his arms off the bed.
Chapter completed!