"What's wrong" opened her lips lightly, her low and slightly charming voice was gentle, and Fengmu caught a smile on the woman's elegant and refined face, with a hint of cunning, she never thought that she would show such a smile, clean without a trace of dust, coquettish with a trace of innocence, a few wisps of red on her fair cheeks floating, so cute that he wanted to hold her firmly, and he was not allowed to go anywhere, so he could only stay by his side.

The woman's beautiful eyes were longing, she didn't answer, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled, slightly revealing a hint of playfulness, as if to challenge his patience, Feng Yihan stopped her steps forward, and stood sideways in front of the woman, leaning forward slightly, her slender fingertips hooked the woman's forehead, as if she wanted to take all the woman's smile at this time into her eyes, and she couldn't miss a trace

The clean and slender fingertips with a hint of coolness made Lin Xiying feel uncomfortable for a while, and the next moment, suddenly there was a handsome and extraordinary face in front of her, so close, even the snort was felt so clearly: "Jing'er" whispered, a warm big hand had brought her into her arms, her waist was slender and soft, with a strange touch, as if she wanted to hold it like this, and never let go.

His eyes stared at the man in front of him, and he saw a trace of charm in his phoenix eyes, and from that trace of charm, Lin Xiying felt affection.

The intimate distance and ambiguous posture disturbed Lin Xiying's mood that had just been adjusted with great difficulty, and her heartbeat was speeding up again

"Cold" Lin Xiying turned her face away, avoiding Feng Yihan's eyes full of charm: "There are so many people here" She whispered, her fair face was flushed again, and she sighed again: The most difficult to get rid of beautiful men, she Lin Xiying is not a nymphomaniac, but why is her every move today so much like that out-and-out nymphomaniac,,。

Feng Yihan was silent at first, and then there was a charming smile on the corner of his good-looking mouth, and Lin Xiying's face was unnatural with a smile, but he seemed to appreciate it, and refused to miss any of her demeanor.

Drop the fingers that hooked the woman's lower forehead and release her from her arms.

There was no trace of warmth in his waist, and there was still residual warmth on his body, and his breath was still lingering on the tip of his nose, why did he let go of his hand with a hint of expectation, and his heart suddenly sank, and it turned out that he was still looking forward to his next move

I saw that in the next second, a wide palm appeared in front of him, Lin Xiying fixed his eyes firmly on the man, gentle and elegant, and Sven's delicate place showed a bit of handsome charm.

"Jing'er, do you want to go with the cold" opened his lips lightly, the familiar dialogue, just like the hand she stretched out to herself on that snowy night, pulled him back from the edge of despair, at this moment, he wanted to protect her forever under his wings and go with him, and then let him protect her, guarding the dusty low eyes and smiling

Feng Yihan's handsome and abnormal face is not evil, but a warm face, serious and stubborn.

The clean palm stretched out in front of her eyes, Lin Xiying was slightly stunned, her heart suddenly messed up and couldn't figure out, and a crisp and pleasant voice faintly sounded in her ears, it was a girl, it was a dream that she often had when she was a child, the vast white snow in the dream blurred the haze of her eyes, she wanted to get closer but wanted to go farther, and the clear voice of the girl was as good as that day, so that she is unforgettable to this day

The dream was real, really real, real as if she were her

frowned slightly, lowered his head in a daze, his beautiful eyes were a little confused, his eyes were full of panic, ignoring Feng Yihan's hand that had been frozen in the air for a long time, and ignoring the noise outside the door for a while.

In my mind, memories are surging like a tide, constantly flashing memories of the past, like shards of glass that have long been shattered, no matter how much they put together, they can't make up the original whole.

"What are you thinking" There is no trace of Qingyue in the gentle voice, and there is a trace of domineering that cannot be refused, Feng Yihan stared at the slender figure in front of him, and the palm frozen in the air slowly retracted, the movements were still elegant without a trace of embarrassment, and a little displeasure and annoyance appeared in her eyes, the second time, this was the second time she lost her mind in front of him.

Contemplating her eyebrows and pondering whether this is her habit, Feng Yihan was silent, just looking straight at the woman in front of her.

Under the jet-black and thick eyelashes, it is impossible to see whether the beautiful eyes are as dazzling as starlight.

Those clean and unstained eyes lost his eyes and lost his heart.

Why is it like this, even her contemplative appearance wants to be appreciated.

The handsome and beautiful face carved by the seal added a bit of coldness, and the faint anger made the shopkeeper who passed by couldn't help but feel cold, and the pestle didn't dare to disturb at the stairs, and peeked at the beautiful woman like a flower.

The cool voice was like ice smashing people, floating to Lin Xiying's ears, and she raised her head suddenly, only to suddenly realize that she had lost her mind for a long time, and she gathered her thoughts from a distance, and met the man's cold and cold eyes, she suddenly had a trace of illusion, and that illusion was actually déjà vu.

"It's just a little tired" is still a warbler's tactful voice, but there is a hint of teasing, smiling slightly, as coquettish as ever, but a little absent-minded.

Feng Yihan stared at the woman in front of him intently, and before she could finish speaking, he took her hand by himself, with a hint of domineering, a trace of domineering that could not be refused, and slowly moved towards the stairs.

The slender and smooth skin was so soft that he didn't want to let go of his hand, so he inadvertently increased his strength, so that the junction where there was still a trace of space became tightly connected, as if no one could separate the two intertwined palms.

He was in front and she was behind, their hands clasped tightly.

Lingering on the tip of her nose is a faint fragrance from her body, the warm body temperature of her body at the palm of her hand, suddenly choked in her throat, her eyes can't help but be hot, and she suddenly wants to ask her whether she can grow old with her son when she holds her son's hand.

Lin Xiying followed behind Feng Yihan, only to feel that the hand holding with him was getting more and more forceful, which made her feel a little painful, and she wanted to break free, but the pain was a little more obvious, so she stopped struggling and let him pull herself.

Beautiful eyes linger on the man's slender and straight figure.

Once, he gave her an indescribable feeling, she thought it was love at first sight.

Today, she realized that the feeling of déjà vu seemed to have taken root a long time ago

It's a really amazing feeling

The strange dreams I had when I was a child, but they left a shallow imprint in my mind, and as I grew up, it seemed that I had forgotten it with time, but because of similar words, it was evoked a memory that had already been sealed, is it related, and if so, what is the connection

"Master Huang, please ~~~ The second floor you have chartered has been prepared for you~~~" The shopkeeper's welcome laughter came from downstairs, and the very flattering laughter interrupted Lin Xiying's thoughts.

Looking down, I saw a lot of people coming in outside the door, and the two people walking in front were extremely conspicuous, among them, the middle-aged man was dressed in a dark gray brocade, his face was full of meat, his body was fat, and he was very rich, and his eyes fell on another man next to him, his appearance was a little more handsome than the average man, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling, but he had a noble atmosphere.