During a nightmare, you can't wake up too quickly, otherwise you will be even more injured. Although Feng Liangzheng was anxious and worried, he did not rush to wake her up. He just hugged her and gently patted her back to relieve her fear. The beauty in his arms was pressing his legs, and there was a little hidden pain, which was ignored by Feng Liangzheng. He patiently and gently stroked her back over and over again.

He didn't know what Yuan'er dreamed of.

This brother must be calling out Xue Yongye.

Who is she dreaming of Xue Yongye going to kill?

Why so scared?

The fear of ordinary people is to think about it day and night and dream about it, or what happened before, just like Yan Hui once told him that during the time when his little fan was killed, he often had nightmares, dreaming of the little fan's various deaths, and then woke up from the dream, and could not get rid of the nightmares.

When Yuan'er woke up, she was covered in sweat. She lay in Feng Liangzheng's arms, smelling the faint cold fragrance on his body, and only felt her soul shattered, and she suddenly hugged him, "Master..."

"Be good, it's okay!" Feng Liangzheng thought that she had dreamed of Xue Yongye, and it might be that Su Yuan was about to wake up, but she called a familiar name, and this was still Yuan'er.

Yuan'er trembled in his arms and cried, biting his shoulder with silver teeth, but refused to speak. Feng Liangzheng felt that Yuan'er was about to bite his shoulder with a piece of flesh.

"Yuan'er, let go!" Feng Liangzheng frowned. No matter how much he bite, it was the same thing that he hurt, and he was afraid of knocking her.

Yuan'er cried whimperingly, clearly watching Feng Liangzheng's shoulder with a circle of stamps and blood beads oozing out. She cried and licked off the blood beads, "Does the master feel pain? Sorry, Yuan'er didn't do it on purpose."

Feng Liangzheng hugged her, endured the numb and painful feeling on her shoulders, and said softly, "Yuan'er, it's snowing, can I take you to see the snow?"

Yuaner likes snow.

Youzhou City is hot all year round, and she has never seen snow in Youzhou City. When she was a young man, she was surprised when she saw snow in the first year. Unfortunately, she had no physical condition at that time, and she could not feel the coldness when standing in the snow, and could not touch the snow. That year, Yuan'er was very envious when she saw the children in Phoenix City playing with snowmen. She hoped that Feng Liangzheng would also play snowmen. Feng Liangzheng was in a very bad mood at that time, and he did not belong to the category of ordinary children since he was a child. He never did such a childish thing as snowmen, so naturally he never satisfied her.

Year after year, every year it snows, Yuan'er will lie down on the window and watch, hoping that one day she can go and play.

"Is it snowing?" Yuan'er cried and sobbed a little. It was a little cold in the deep winter. Feng Liangzheng did not open the window and the door was closed tightly. Because his legs could not be affected by the cold, three silver charcoal stoves were burned indoors, and the temperature was very high.

"It's snowing, I'll take you to see it?" Feng Liangzheng didn't mention her nightmare again. Yuan'er nodded cryingly. She still remembered wearing a knee pad on Feng Liangzheng, wrapped it tightly, and pushed him out to see the snow.

The snow fell heavily in the second half of the night, covering a thick layer. Although the river surface was not frozen, it was covered with snow nearby. Yuaner looked at the plain white world in surprise. This was much more real than the secret realm. She stretched out her hand and felt the feeling of the snowflakes falling in her palm, which was cold and cold.

"Wow..." Yuan'er looked at Xue happily, "So beautiful."

Feng Liangzheng couldn't accompany her to play with snow unless he didn't want his legs. Yuan'er knew that he would raise him in the past few months, so she coaxed him back to the room and let him sit in the warm couch to watch her play.

Feng Liangzheng, “…”

Yuan'er forgot the horror of nightmare and built snowmen outside, but for the first time she played, she couldn't pile up and couldn't roll up the snowballs, and she was a little worried.

Feng Liangzheng raised her eyebrows, took a piece of painting paper, spread it flat on the coffee table on the warm bed, and began to paint.

Yuan'er played for a while but couldn't play with a snowball. Yuan'er originally wanted to call Feng Liangzheng to help her, but when she turned around, she saw Feng Liangzheng writing and painting. She also thought that Feng Liangzheng's legs could not be affected by the cold. The secret guard's sister told her many times that she should not go out with her owner, just play indoors.

If the owner's legs get cold again, it is easy to fall into the disease, and it will hurt very much in winter, and she will not be able to bear to let her owner suffer.

"Sister Secret Guard, come and help me."

Every time Feng Liangzheng couldn't do something, she would get used to calling the secret guard sister. Although she couldn't see it, she knew that as soon as she made a sound, her sister would come out to help her.

Feng Liangzheng had no reaction, as if she had acquiesced.

The secret guard floated down from the tree and helped her build a snowman. Yuan'er looked at the tree covered in silver in surprise. The secret guard's sister was white, as if she was blending with the white snow. "Sister, have you been on the tree all the time? Are you cold?"

Secret Guard, "..."

If it weren't for your whim, I wouldn't have to be a snowman in the tree if I came out to build a snowman in the middle of the night.

“Not cold!”

Whether she is cold or not does not matter.

Whether a young master's beauty is happy is the most important thing.
Chapter completed!