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"I really want to dig out your heart and see what color it is." A raindrop-like kiss fell on Feng Xingying's face, his voice was deeply suppressed with an indescribable blackness.

His strong and inseparable friendship instantly ignited Feng Xingying.

It seemed to be ignited by his heat, every inch and every inch of her skin exuded a faint pink, like a peach blossom in full bloom exuding a faint fragrance in the night wind. Refreshing but not overpowering.

His restless heart was somehow calmed by her.

The strong wind and rain stopped suddenly, and the drizzle and breeze soaked.

His movements became extremely gentle, and his lips and teeth began to bite slowly from the roots of her ears, bit by bit, inch by inch.

Such as the repeated breeze blowing across the lake, wrinkling a quiet lake with layers of fine ripples.

Feng Xingying's heart also followed his rhythm, letting go of his vigilance a little bit, removing his disguise layer by layer.

Until, he suddenly crashed into her heart, stirring up layers of sweet and ecstasy speeches.

He has become more and more able to control the rhythm, perfectly sending her into the sky, sending her to the height of the senses.

He found that he was getting less and less restrained in front of her, and he really wanted to spend a whole month with her on the temples. Stop paying attention to the mundane world.

It's just that she must not be willing. If Beiyan Pass is broken, she may never forgive herself again.

Qin Molin can only use speed and strength to end this war between him and Feng Xingying, which is full of sweetness, no smoke, and only Xianle.

Qin Molin has become more and more aware of how to use body language to express his emotions and affection.

She could understand the emotions he wanted to express.

However, he may not understand her.

Clouds collect rain, peach blossoms cover the ground.

Feng Xingying let her body so soft that she could not lift her strength, leaned on the imperial concubine chair made of soft animal skins, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Qin Molin, do you never believe me?"

After saying this, she felt inexplicably aggrieved.

Her heart will also hurt.

"No, I believe you. I believe you are too stubborn. If you decide to do something, you won't compromise even if you die. That's why I'm afraid." Qin Molin looked at the petals falling in the space, and then turned to Feng Xingying's Face:

"No matter how beautiful this place is, it's not as good as what you want." Qin Molin took a deep breath: "I will do what you asked me to do for you. If you still have me in your heart, you should know and protect yourself. .

Because I've already, I can't go back.

If you die, I am afraid, you will instantly become a demon.

Also, clean. "

"Instantly turned into a demon. It's also clean?" Feng Xingying repeated Qin Molin's words in a low voice, her heart throbbing inexplicably.

Because she knew that Qin Molin was such a proud person, he never bothered to tell lies, let alone lie in front of Feng Xingying.

What he said must be what he thought.

And he said that Feng Xingying was stubborn, isn't he more stubborn than Feng Xingying?

He will do what he says.

This is Qin Molin.

Feng Xingying took a deep breath and quietly looked into Qin Molin's eyes.

He also looked at her.

The two were relatively speechless.

Feng Xingying felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and she seemed to be beginning to understand the key point of the problem that Qin Molin was referring to.

But she has no choice.

The matter of Beiyan Pass was caused by her, and she could not give up Beiyan Pass.

She doesn't have a fiery love for the country that can rival the sun like her father, she just has her own beliefs.