Chapter 1887 Don't Be Fooled by Him

The screen, the light blue bed curtain, the vase painted with mandala flowers... everything is so familiar, as if the time of fifty thousand years is equivalent to wasted here, leaving no trace of this hall at all.

Even the quilt on the big bed looks like it used to be.

And the second intimacy between her and Shen Jiuli was on this big bed...

There seemed to be boiling water in her heart. To her, that sexual intercourse was just a distance of dreaming. Who would have thought that there would be a long period of 50,000 years in between?

Now everything is there except him—

After all, she just woke up after being dead for three days. Her body is still very tired, but she doesn't feel much sleepiness.

She thought of that time-traveling trip again, and at the last moment, she was about to say that she came from 50,000 years later, but in the end, her soul left her body and traveled back again!

Is this a coincidence? Or can this matter not be said?

I just left like that, did that body faint or did I return to myself from 50,000 years ago?

Will Shen Jiuli notice it? what will he do

Thousands of questions circled in her mind, and her head hurt from thinking about it!

Simply cover up with the quilt and go to sleep!

Her eyes fell on the quilt again, and she clearly remembered that she was lying in the quilt and sharing the same bed with Shen Jiuli, until dawn.

Now only she and Xiao Nianmo are being targeted...

There seemed to be a soft part in my heart that was suddenly hit by someone, and the pain was unstoppable.

The saddest thing is that everything is changed——

She closed her eyes again. If she was dreaming, would she travel back to the past and see him again?

Holding this beautiful fantasy, she fell asleep in a daze.

In fact, not only did she not dream of Shen Jiuli that night, she never dreamed of him for four or five consecutive days.

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Day, it began to rain.

The pattering drizzle slanted into a rain curtain, making the world hazy.

There is the melodious sound of flute coming from a distance, resounding in the drizzled night.

Ning Xuemo frowned slightly. That Luo Jiuchen could play the flute for half a day these days. To be honest, the sound of the flute is really nice. His skills can catch up with the legendary Xiao Shi who can play the flute to attract phoenixes.

That is to say, no birds or beasts can come in this Brahma Palace by themselves, otherwise his flute sound might attract a phoenix, even if it can't attract a phoenix, at least it can attract a peacock...

The sound of his flute made Ning Xuemo feel vaguely familiar, but after thinking about it, he couldn't remember hearing it there.

Her memory is amazing, and she has the memory of three lifetimes, but there is no memory of this flute sound in these three lifetimes, so when did she hear it?

It can't be the prenatal education music she heard in the mother's womb, right? !

Every time she heard this music, she felt a little irritable, and now in this endless rainy night, hearing his somewhat sad flute sound made her even more irritable.

Xiao Nianmo was reviewing the book, and he was also very annoyed when he heard this. He covered his ears, and complained with his small mouth: "Is this person annoying? He blows like mourning every day..."

Ning Xuemo patted his head: "Mother, go out and have a look."

Xiao Nianmo held her by the corner of her clothes: "Mother, this man is an old fox, don't fall for his tricks..."

Ning Xuemo smiled, and slapped him on the forehead: "Of course not! Who am I, your mother? I will never fall for his tricks!"

He turned around and walked out, and casually set up a sound-proof barrier in the room, so as not to disturb his son with the sound of the flute.

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