Catching her dodging eyes, Feng Qi Mojun's face sank in an instant.

He was short of breath, raised his hand and hooked the woman's chin, and lowered his head to kiss and go down.

"Hmm......"

Fuxi's eyes widened in shock.

She subconsciously wanted to push the person away, but she was hugged tighter by the man.

She sat and stood with him, a gesture that left her no room to break free.

"Xi'er, don't hide from me."

The man's voice trembled/trembled, and his thin lips fell on her lips/flaps, with a scorching/hot temperature/degree and an indissolable eagerness and love.

For the past three years, they have treated each other with respect.

She was the one who kept saying that she wanted to marry him at the beginning, and she was also the one who avoided him in this matter.

He had already sunk into it and couldn't extricate himself, but he couldn't get a closer response from her anyway.

It was as if everything had been pressed on pause when their relationship was restored to what it had been in the first two hundred years, and they couldn't go in and couldn't go back.

Feng Qimo hugged the person in his arms, and his thin lips gently touched/touched the other party's, not daring to be as strong as falling, even at this moment, he was still worried about her thoughts, he didn't want her to be unwilling.

"Xi'er, we are Taoist couples."

The man, who still couldn't get a response from the other party, said in a hoarse voice.

His / kiss / stayed on the corner of her lips / and the breath had long since lost its rhythm.

The man didn't dare to look at her expression, and kept his eyes closed while holding the person in his arms, and he said in a dumb voice, "You tell me what to do...... How to be Xi'er to be willing to ...... Truly accept me ......"

Fu Xi's eyes moved slightly.

In fact, Feng Qimo didn't know, she had been closing her eyes, knowing that she was only slowly opening them at this moment.

Feng Qimo also didn't know that the moment his kiss fell, Fuxi also took a step towards him, she wanted to know the outcome of any matter that continued to develop, and it turned out that she couldn't even give a response.

It turns out that her feelings for him are really not the love of men and women.

"Brother Wind......"

Fu Xi's voice is also a little hoarse, but he knows that his mood swings are too violent.

She cupped his face and forced him to back away.

Feng Qimo opened his eyes in despair, and his bloodshot phoenix eyes met a pair of incomparably clear fox eyes.

"Isn't it okay for us to keep going like this?"

Fu Xi's thumb rubbed his handsome face, with a certain longing in his eyes, "We cultivate together, experience together, live together, trust and support each other, you are the closest person to me, and so am I." ”

Feng Qimo listened to her word by word, "That's ...... Isn't it good? ”

"But we are Taoist couples......" The man stared into her eyes, trying to find the love he longed for.

It's a pity that there is no ...... Not a single bit.

"What's wrong with the Daoist?" Fu Xi asked innocently.

Feng Qimo pinched her waist tightly, and her tone was a little depressed, "Xi'er really doesn't understand, or pretends to be confused." ”

Fu Xi's eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his eyes suddenly.

She understood, she understood it three years ago.

It's just that under the circumstances of that year, did she have any other choice than to force him to be her Taoist companion?

Everything has been as she wants in the past three years, why did Brother Feng suddenly become what he is now.

Fuxi frowned slightly.

The reason is that he went to the Immortal Clan.

"Xi'er is wandering again." Feng Qimo smiled bitterly, she was always like this, she would be distracted at any time in front of him.

He sometimes really wonders if everything three years ago was just a dream.

The person who was persecuted at the beginning was not herself, but her.

(End of chapter)