Chapter 642 I'm Sorry

"I."

Feng Xingying opened her mouth, bit her lip again, and looked at Qin Molin quietly.

Feng Xingying didn't want to make too many hypocritical explanations.

But Qin Molin like this left her at a loss.

If he was still so domineering and arrogant, she would have thought about getting into the space and hiding at any time.

But he is really distressing.

Qin Molin's thin lips parted lightly and said quietly, "I don't remember a lot of things clearly, but sometimes I remember a little bit.

But I remember you clearly, better than anything. You lay on top of me that day, and your blood calmed me and brought me back to my senses.

At that time, my heart was very messy, and in my mind, there was only your face.

Even if you change into men's clothes, it can't change the smell of your blood. When I see you, I know it's you.

Did you just leave like this? I'm afraid you don't want me.

So, don't get me wrong, I don't like other people. I have always liked you, whether you are male or female, human or beast. "

It was rare for Qin Molin to say so much in one breath.

In the past, he would rather let Feng Xingying guess, would rather let Feng Xingying misunderstand, and would not explain so much.

Seeing a trace of panic flashing in Qin Molin's cold and arrogant eyes, Feng Xingying's heart softened a little.

he likes her,

She always knew.

Knowing and knowing, she thought he didn't need to say it, and his domineering and arrogant character wouldn't say it.

But today, when he heard him say it himself, her heart was stabbed again.

There is an indescribable feeling.

Obviously, Feng Xingying felt that he was a person with good self-control.

But when he saw his flirtatious red lips lightly parted and said "I only like you".

Feng Xingying couldn't help it, and was moved to tears.

What Feng Xingying could do was to suppress her own emotion and not let her tears flow.

She didn't want him to see her soft-hearted.

If she was cruel, he would hate her. Then she would rather he hate her than be the rope that stumbles on him.

His world should be in the sky.

That was the world she wanted to go to in the future, but not now. Because she hasn't learned to fly yet.

Feng Xingying lowered his head sadly:

"sorry."

Qin Molin stretched out his hand suddenly, took her in his arms, and hugged her tightly, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Feng Xingying let him hold it quietly, put her face on his chest, felt the burning sensation of his skin, and listened to the sound of his heartbeat.

His lips fell little by little from her forehead, gently suppressing the fiery temperature.

Based on his own feeling, Qin Molin tasted the familiar taste of Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying is his poison and his antidote.

Her familiar taste stimulated his brain, and those memories were reflected in his heart little by little.

What he didn't tell her was that he would forget everything and not her.

Her touch still made him unable to control himself.

want, want to love.

Indulge, wanton.

Feng Xingying stopped talking, just closed her eyes quietly, and allowed herself to show her most primitive posture in front of him.

His kisses are getting more and more affectionate, his hands are getting hotter and hotter.

Set her on fire completely.

Until, the enchantment shrinks and shrinks, blowing away all the obstacles on them and setting up barriers for them.

His clone broke into Taoyuan and drove straight in.

A little bit of attack.

From soft to wild.

From restraining repression to releasing self.

Qin Molin used the most primitive way of communication to let Feng Xingying understand his heart.

He was always the same to her.

He didn't want to let go.

He wants more, he wants forever.

People are not grass and trees, how could Feng Xingying not feel his body language?

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