Chapter 1105

"It's all boiled, but the taste is different."

"I like to stir fry the menu and put it in again. The noodles can't be too rotten, or they won't chew. Generally, they're cooked on a big fire, and then the oil will be heavier for my noodles. My brother once ate my noodles. He ate them too quickly, and his mouth was hot and he ignored me for several days."

"Did you do it?" Gu Ting said with a heavy voice.

Su Xiaomao:

She'd better leave some saliva to protect her heart and lung, so as not to be taken away by the cold faced man.

After finishing the small point, the potion is hung up.

He was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

Last second off.

Little point climbed to Su kitten's arms, tightly pulled her sleeve, deep fear that she would leave.

Su Xiaomao puts Xiaodian on the bed.

He opened his eyes uneasily again, "are you going again?"

"I won't go. Sleep in peace." Su Xiaomao said softly.

Xiaodian moved to the inside, emptied most of the bed, patted the position next to it, "cat and Dian sleep together."

Su Xiaomao hesitated.

She looked at the little guy reluctantly holding his eyes and looking forward to her. Her eyes were dark and her heart was very soft.

She climbed into little dot's bed.

Small point hands on her body, closed his eyes, deep sleep.

Su Xiaomao looked at his sleeping face, also very sleepy, slowly closed his eyes, fell asleep.

She had a dream.

She was locked up in a claustrophobic room.

She knocked at the door and no one opened it.

I don't know why. There was a big fire all around.

The fire was so fierce that it seemed to devour all living creatures.

She was scared.

"Little dance, where are you?" There was a man's voice.

Hear that man's voice.

Her heart, inexplicably painful.

It's like being stabbed by tens of millions of needles and unable to breathe.

"Who are you?" She asked through the door.

"You live, I live, you die, I die, we are not separated from life and death." The man said affectionately.

"Life and death do not separate?" She wanted to see what the man looked like.

But there was too much smoke and so much fire that she couldn't see clearly.

The man rushed to the fire and took death as his own.

She's scared. She's worried about her.

"No, no, don't go." She cried, but the man didn't seem to hear.

She saw that his body was ignited, like a fireball, slowly came towards her and died in front of her.

She was so sad and miserable that she burst into tears.

I feel sorry for the man and feel helpless.

There's something on your face.

Su Xiaomao is surprised and opens her eyes.

A little bit help her wipe tears, worried asked: "cat, how did you cry?"

Su Xiaomao realizes that she was dreaming just now.

That dream, too real.

Now she can feel the faint pain in her heart. She wants to find a place where there is no one to cry and adjust her mood.

"Are you having a nightmare? Dreams are all opposite. " A little bit more soft and soft.

Su Xiaomao smiles at Xiaodian.

This little guy is really good. He is so small, sensible, comforting, and cute. When he grows up, he is a warm man, which must be liked by women.

She covered his forehead and the fever subsided.

She was relieved and sat up. "Hearing you say that, I'm not sad. My dreams are contrary. OK, little cute, you lie down again. I'm going to get up."

Su Xiaomao came down from the bed, and a sentence flashed in her mind, "Xiaowu, where are you?"

Little dance, who is it?

Is it her forgotten name?

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