The next morning.

The sunlight slanted into the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire bedroom.

Jiang Wu slowly woke up from the beautiful dream. He opened his eyes and gradually became clear after a few seconds of confusion.

Everything that happened last night came into my mind, and the ultimate pleasure was still unforgettable. His hands subconsciously snatched it into his arms.

But it's empty.

Jiang Wu frowned and swept her black eyes.

He was the only one on the big bed, and there was no Song Mangmang, not even in the bedroom.

He clearly spent a very pleasant and wonderful night with Song Mangmang. Where is her?

It's never... it's his dream of spring, right?

Jiang Wu's eyes suddenly sank, lifted up the quilt, he pulled over the bathrobe beside him and strode out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Song Mangmang walked towards him.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, and was about to ask her where she was going, but his eyes were attracted by her face. When the words came to his mouth, he choked.

Her face looked a little pale, her beautiful eyes were red, and she could have cried at first glance.

What's wrong?

Song Mangmang seemed to have never expected that he would wake up so early. The first time he saw him was stunned.

Then, she suddenly lowered her eyes, as if she was afraid that he would see her swollen eyes. She took a deep breath and tried to say in a natural tone, "Ah, you...you are awake."

Jiang Wu strode to her, stretched out her hand, and pinched her chin without saying a word, forcing her to raise her head.

"Why are you crying?" His voice was hoarse and magnetic.

Could it be that after sleeping with him, I regret it?

If she dares to regret it, he will never let her go!

Once he becomes his woman, he will be his only person for the rest of his life!

Song Mangmang didn't want to say it, and replied in a concealment, "No...I didn't cry..."

But the voice that still cried was not convincing at all.

"Tell me! What's wrong?" Jiang Wu asked strongly.

Song Mangmang glanced at him weakly, then rushed into his arms, hugged him hard, and then said in a hoarse voice, "It's just... I've had a nightmare."

"Nightmare?"

"Well, we are so happy, but when I think of it, I feel sad. He has never left me for so long. In his dream, he kept calling me. I wanted to go over and hug him, but I couldn't get through. I was really scared..."

As he spoke, tears fell down again, wetting the man's clothes.

Jiang Wu didn't expect it would be because of this.

He actually hates women crying, but at this time, when Song Mangmang did this, he felt pity.

After all, when she was tortured by him last night, she was so full of tears and made people crazy.

He had no feelings for Song Zhi.

Even in terms of bloodline, Song Zhi is his son, but... he is always the evil seed left by his master's personality.

Jiang Wu didn't talk to each other for a while.

Seeing this, Song Mangmang continued to work hard, "Jiang Wu, Zhizhi and I have been dependent on each other for so long. We really have telepathy. I will have such a nightmare. Zhizhi will definitely have something wrong..."

"No, I'm going to find him now, I can't wait!"

As he said that, Song Mangmang pushed Jiang Wu away and was about to run downstairs.

Jiang Wu was quick-witted and pulled her back, "Do you know where he is? Where are you looking for it?"

"That's better than nothing!" Song Mangmang retorted, "Jiang Wu, there is no stop. I couldn't survive back then. But if there is no stop in the future, I will never live alone!"

Although she was ruthless, her voice was hoarse and weak, her eyes and nose were all red, and she was particularly pitiful.

"Okay!" Jiang Wu hugged her in her arms again, patted her back gently with her big palm, promising, "I will let you see him within three days."

Song Mangmang's cheek was pressed against his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Really?"

"Um."

Song Mangmang smiled with satisfaction, "Jiang Wu, you are so nice."

"It's still early, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Song Mangmang let out a light "hmm" and then opened his hands at him, "Hug me."

Jiang Wu curled her lips and smiled, picked her up horizontally, walked back to the room, and placed it on the big bed.

He covered her with a quilt, lowered his head, and wrote a light kiss on her forehead, "Go to sleep, I'm going to exercise."

"Okay." Song Mangmang closed his eyes.

Jiang Wu turned around and left the room and gently brought the door.

However, instead of going downstairs to exercise, he turned around and walked into the study.
Chapter completed!