Wake up from the dream.

Very abrupt.

Beiyuan Nanfeng opened his eyes, and the last scene seemed to remain in the retina.

This made him a little confused about which side was reality.

Shake his head gently.

The north plain south wind slowed for a while and looked forward.

Just so happened that he met Mio Natsume.

She lay on her side, her hands tightly holding Beiyuan Nanfeng's collar, and her knuckles turned slightly white.

"Hi……"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at his pretty face, stunned for a moment, and decided to say hello first.

"Brother of righteousness."

Natsume Mio grabbed his collar and suddenly buried her little head in his chest.

"Dream again?" Beiyuan Nanfeng knew what was going on and gently patted her thin back.

"Um."

Natsume Mio responded softly, leaning against the side of Kitahara Nanfeng as if seeking warmth.

The rustling sound of clothes and fabric rubbing.

Natsume Mio let go of Kitahara Nanfeng's collar, pressed against him, and buried her face in his neck.

"It's just a dream."

Beiyuan Nanfeng rubbed her soft face, looked ahead and comforted: "It's just a dream."

Mio Natsume didn't speak, and her condition seemed to be wrong.

Kitahara Nanfeng also realized it. He thought about it, hugged the gentle body in his arms, and changed the topic: "It's morning now, Mio..."

“…”

Natsume Mio raised her head from his neck, hooked her snow-white arms around his neck, and suddenly she turned her side with a little force, pulling him to her side.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was stunned, followed her movements, half pressing against her warm body, and changed his posture.

Natsume Mio held Kitahara Nanfeng's neck, raised her snow-white jaw and looked at his face.

"What's wrong with you? Mio?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the cute jk who was wearing simple pajamas but could not hide his perfect figure curve at all, and he was a little hesitant.

"The pajama pants seem to be too long..."

Natsume Mio turned her head and her auricles were slightly red.

Under the quilt.

She swung her long legs and gently kicked her pajama pants that were indeed slightly longer.

The pajamas were kicked slightly downward, revealing her flat and white abdomen.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

"Mine seems to be too long." Beiyuan Nanfeng began to cooperate seriously.

"Don't learn from me, brother-in-law."

Natsume Mio turned her head, her face couldn't hold on anymore, and she climbed up a blush. She raised her pink fist and pounded Kitanhara Nanfeng's shoulder hard: "You obviously won't deceive yourself, nor can you."

When Kitanohara Nanfeng heard this, he smiled, lowered his head, looked at her pure and refined face and clear eyes, and leaned forward slightly and kissed her cherry lips.

“Um…”

Natsume Mio's snow-white thighs were tightened and her body became soft. Then, she slowly closed her eyes and kicked her pajama pants again.

Ten minutes later.

Elegant pajamas appeared outside the quilt.

Beiyuan Nanfeng kissed her and wrapped her round and slender snow-white thighs.

The quilt covering the two men suddenly lifted a corner.

Natsume Mio curled up and leaned against Kitahara Nanfeng's arms, wearing a solid-colored close-fitting clothing, which tightly tied to her slender and charming snow body, clearly outlining her smooth and graceful body lines.

It also makes Mio Natsume exude an irresistible charming temperament.

The quilt fell down again.

Beiyuan Nanfeng hugged the warm and soft snow body in his arms again and reached his hand on her smooth jade back.

Pick.

“…”

Natsume Mio quickly approached Kitahara Nanfeng's chest and hooked her neck hard. Her snow-white skin showed a pink cherry blossom brilliance because of her shyness.

"Don't be shy." Kitanohara Nanfeng smiled and comforted softly.

Natsume Mio was silent for a while after hearing this, closed her eyes tightly, pressed her hot forehead against Kitahara Nanfeng's shoulders, then moved slightly backwards, and let go of Kitahara Nanfeng's neck.

Beiyuan Nanfeng leaned inside and lowered his head and kissed her again.

It became hotter and hotter under the quilt.

“…”

Natsume Mio pursed her shiny and soft cherry lips, hooked Kitahara Nanfeng's neck, and then turned it sideways, pulling him to his side.

Beiyuan Nanfeng followed her movements, and this time it was not half-pressed, but directly covered it.

"MiO."

"Um."

Natsume Mio breathed slightly rapidly, laying on her back, holding Kitahara Nanfeng's arm with both hands. Because of her excessive force, her nails slightly sank into his flesh.

Time passes slowly.

A few minutes later.

“Woo…”

Sudden.

Natsume Mio looked up at Kitahara Nanfeng's face, sobbed, letting go of Kitahara Nanfeng's arm with his right hand, and covering his lips with force.

A pair of beautiful eyes covered with mist.

"MiO?" Kitanhara Nanfeng looked at her and was stunned.

"It's not the righteous brother."

Natsume Mio sobbed, and wiped the crystal tears from her face with her palms: "I just think I'm too stupid. It's very simple, but the other one, why do I torture you again and again? It's not close or far away, and I'm really stupid to use an inexplicable excuse as a reason."

“…that’s just a dream.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng thought of the details in his dream just now, breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him in a low voice.

"That's not a dream, I know. I hate myself, just like hanging you, it's so annoying."

Natsume Mio sniffed and as she spoke, her tears had already become unstoppable. She raised her voice slightly: "I didn't help with anything, but in the end, my brother-in-law faced it alone. Every time I saw you limping back, I couldn't help anything except crying. Just like a parasite, it would only leave danger to you... It's really disgusting."

"MiO, listen to me."

Beiyuan Nanfeng put away his hand holding the mattress and hugged her again.

"I don't listen."

Natsume Mio finally collapsed, hugged Kitahara Nanfeng's broad shoulders tightly, and choked, "It's obvious that until the end, I still believed that woman, that so-called mother, left her, and finally put you in a dangerous situation... What am I doing..."

She was trembling all over.

The crying was particularly clear in the quiet room.

"After grandpa passed away... only you will protect me... only you will stay by my side..."

"I was taken away by that woman in the end..."

"Originally, Brother Yi would not have been like this... He would not have gone to the underworld... He would not have traded with him..."

"As long as you don't have me... your righteous brother will definitely live a better life..."

"What the hell am I doing... Brother Yi..."

Natsume Mio's intermittent voices were mixed with crying and tears.

Her tight string seemed to be broken.

The crying became more and more intense.

Kitahara Nanfeng hugged Mio's soft snow body and opened his mouth. After a long silence, he unexpectedly did not speak again.
To be continued...