"I want to dig out your heart and see what color it is. The raindrop-like kiss fell on Feng Xingying's face, and his voice was depressed with an unbelievable blackness, pressing on people's hearts, heavy.

His friendship was so strong that it couldn't be dissolved, and it instantly ignited Feng Xingying.

As if ignited by his heat, her skin, every trace and inch, exuded a faint pink, like a blooming peach blossom exuding a faint fragrance in the night breeze. Refreshing but not rich.

His impetuous heart was inexplicably calmed by her.

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

His movements became unusually gentle, and his lips and teeth began to gnaw slowly from the root of her ear, little by little, inch by inch.

If the breeze blows continuously across the lake, it will blow a tranquil lake with layers of fine ripples.

Feng Xingying's heart, along with his rhythm, relaxed his vigilance little by little, and removed the disguise layer by layer.

Until, he slammed into the bottom of her heart, arousing layers of sweet and bone-eroding mouths.

He had become more and more able to control the rhythm, perfectly sending her into the clouds, sending her to the peak of her senses.

He found that he was becoming less and less restrained in front of her, and he really wanted to grind with her ears and temples for a whole month. No longer pay attention to the mundane world.

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

Qin Molin could only use speed and strength to end this war between him and Feng Xingying in advance, full of sweetness, no gunsmoke, only Xianle.

Qin Molin has become more and more aware of using body language to express the emotions and affection in his heart.

She can understand the emotions he wants to express.

It's just that he may not understand her.

The clouds collect rain and live, and the peach blossoms cover the ground.

Feng Xingying let his body, which was so soft that he couldn't lift any strength, leaned on the chaise longue paved with soft animal skin, and asked in a dumb voice: "Qin Molin, are you, never believe me." ”

After saying this, she felt inexplicably aggrieved in her heart.

Her heart will also hurt.

"No, I believe you. I believe you are too stubborn, and if you decide what you believe, you will not 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 look at Feng Xingying's face:

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

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

If you die, I'm afraid you'll become a demon in an instant.

Pour also, clean. ”

"Instantly become a demon. It's okay, 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 disdained to tell lies, and he was even more reluctant to tell lies in front of Feng Xingying.

He must have thought what he said.

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

If he says it, he will do it.

This is Qin Molin.

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

He looked at her as well.

The two were relatively silent.

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

But she couldn't choose.

The matter of Beiyanguan started because of her, and it was impossible for her to give up Beiyanguan.

She doesn't have a fiery patriotic heart that can be compared to the sun like her father, she just has her own beliefs.