Chapter 878 Wrong Place

"Then what?" Ling Sheng was so frightened that she woke up completely and held her breath nervously and excitedly: "What else did he say?"

"No...no more." Song Yiyan's voice was a little weak, and she hesitated for a moment before stammering: "I woke up when I felt anxious."

"Why can't you wait a little longer?" Ling Sheng hated the fact that iron was not the same. She glanced at Nangong Lengyu who was sleeping next to her, and quietly got out of bed with her cell phone.

Come on, I don’t know when I’ll have to wait until I get the next clue.

When she arrived in the living room, she dared to speak. She frowned and her voice was still very low: "Did you say that you haven't dreamed about him in the past few days?"

"Well, I don't know why. It took me two days before I dreamed about him last time, and it's been three days this time." Song Yiyan was still afraid of being scolded, so she explained in a small voice: "I've been thinking about him. What you told me, I asked him."

Ling Sheng knew that things like this in dreams could not be forced. No one could control their dreams. They had their thoughts day and night. Little White Rabbit must have been thinking about this matter all the time, so he asked this question in his dream. When he arrived, his voice became much gentler: "I know, thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner when I get back."

Little White Rabbit said that the time she dreamed about her dream boy became longer and longer each time. She was worried that after a while, she would not be able to dream about him at all?

"Um...Ling Sheng." Song Yiyan paused, and then summoned up the courage to ask her: "Aunt Yu, is she your mother?"

Ling Sheng quietly glanced in the direction of the bedroom and nodded: "Yes."

Song Yiyan smiled over there, with a bit of a thief in her smile: "Then...then you have to call me sister."

Ling Sheng thought Little White Rabbit was going to say something, but she didn't expect that she meant this. Little White Rabbit was one year older than her, but her idiotic IQ really made her call her sister! No words were spoken.

Song Yiyan urged her, seriously and insistently: "Ling Sheng, you have to call me sister."

Ling Sheng: "I'm about to freeze to death. I'll hang up now and let me know if there's anything going on over there. It's disturbing my dreams in the middle of the night."

Song Yiyan sniffed and said aggrievedly: "I'm afraid I'll forget it when I wake up the next day. I'll tell you right away."

Ling Sheng smiled: "I know, little sister, thank you for being so considerate."

After hanging up the phone, the more Ling Sheng thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. When Little White Rabbit said she changed the plot, she meant that after she changed the plot in the book, would there be problems in the world in the book?

If they did change the plot of the book, what would go wrong? Will this world disappear?

Meng Lang of the Little White Rabbit family also said you, the emphasis is on you, which means he must know something. This you, refers to the third master, her, and Song Yiyan?

What is the situation? Can't we give you a few more clues? Is it easy for her?

The more she thought about it, the more bald she became. Ling Sheng could only call Jun Shiyan. Anyway, she had already decided to tell him everything. From the clues she knew, the third master must be indispensable in the matter. An important part.

So what connection do they have with Song Yiyan, that little white rabbit?

When Jun Shiyan came out, he saw the little girl walking around the living room alone. He hurriedly turned around and took a coat, quickly walked over and put it on her, his low voice was a bit hoarse. Sexy: "Why do you come out without clothes?"

Ling Sheng was thinking sadly when she heard the voice and looked up at him with a serious but silly expression: "Put it on."

Jun Shiyan sighed helplessly, with a doting look in his eyes. He wrapped her small hand in his big hand and said warmly: "I said the coat."

"I'm in a hurry. Let's go outside. I have something very important to tell you." Ling Sheng really couldn't hold it in any longer. Only by telling the third master could he use his ability and power to investigate better. .

It was very quiet in the yard, and you could only hear the sound of the winter wind. It was a rare sunny day, and you could see the bright stars all over the sky when you looked up.

Ling Sheng came outside and shuddered from the cold again. She turned around and saw that the man was still wearing thin silk pajamas. She felt cold when she looked at her: "Why don't you change your clothes?"

Jun Shiyan: "It's not cold."

Ling Sheng looked at the expression on the liar's face and turned back to run into the house. She quickly brought a thin quilt over and put it on him. She said to herself: "Your pajamas are not good. It's cold. Who wears these in winter?" You should wear pajamas like mine."

"I'll buy it tomorrow." Jun Shiyan whispered, looking at the little girl's pajamas, which were one-piece bear pajamas, pink and tender, with two little ears, which made her look even more adorable. .

Xiao Qi also has one. Xiao Qi wears crocodile ones, big crocodile ones. The material is very comfortable to touch and very warm.

"I bought it online. I'll buy it for you when I get back." Ling Sheng pulled him and sat on the stone steps at the door. She couldn't forget about business and looked at the man in front of her seriously: "Third Master, I I have something to tell you, so don’t be frightened after you hear it.”

Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl's serious expression and nodded. What on earth was going on? Could he still be scared?

Ling Sheng was just about to tell him her origins, the things they lived in the book, and what Song Yiyan told her.

Suddenly, a cry of pain came from the room.

Ling Sheng turned to look at Jun Shiyan, stood up and ran away. If she heard correctly, the voice came from her father!

Jun Shiyan frowned and chased after him.

"I told you, we went to the wrong place!" Huo Ci just got up, his handsome face twisted in pain, holding his waist, looking at the woman on the bed angrily.

Nangong Lengyu's cold and beautiful face turned red, and she looked at him with a sneer: "Wrong place? Huo Ci, are you out of sight?"

He is so old that he can come up with any shameless excuse.

"Nangong Lengyu, do you think it's just how you look now? Why would I climb into your bed?" Huo Ci snorted coldly, speaking rudely, trying to suppress the fire in his heart.

Everything he said was true, he just went to the wrong place when he went to the bathroom and came back. Did he need to lie?

"You can go to the wrong bed and hug the wrong person, right?" Nangong Lengyu's chest heaved violently. Thinking of hugging him as soon as he climbed onto the bed, she wanted to kick him again.

"Don't you close the door when you go to bed at night?" Huo Ci didn't know what happened to him. Apart from being kicked and the pain in his chest, he also felt hot and unspeakable heat.

The moment I climbed up, I felt the familiar fragrance, and my body quickly had an abnormal reaction. The blood was like a burning fire, and I hugged it instinctively.