"Are you tired? You don't have to make breakfast for me yourself." Feng Xingying said sweetly but reluctantly: "I have servants at home, just let them do it."
"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat food made by others."
"How is that possible?" Feng Xingying skillfully picked up the meat pie in front of him and took a bite.
Why did this smell make her feel so familiar
Feng Xingying stared at Qin Molin blankly: "Qin Molin, have we known each other before?"
"know."
"How long have we known each other?"
"Tens of thousands of years."
"you're lying."
"No."
"Then why don't I remember."
"Because you have lost your mind. If you don't wake up, we will all die."
"???" Feng Xingying still understood.
Qin Molin could only turn her face away and kiss her domineeringly.
However, a trace of blood entered Feng Xingying's body from Qin Molin's mouth. It was salty, a little strange, a little warm, and a little scary.
Until Qin Molin suddenly fainted in front of her.
"Qin Molin, what's wrong with you? Don't leave me. I'm not used to being alone." Feng Xingying cried loudly.
But Qin Molin was as quiet as gold paper. Did she suck his blood
Then she gives it back to him!
Feng Xingying was just an ordinary little girl now. She couldn't force blood from the corners of her mouth. She went to the kitchen to find some and cut her wrists.
But she has no blood
Yes, there must be!
As Feng Xingying thought this, he felt something in his heart, rushing to the wound, and a drop of golden liquid suddenly appeared.
After this drop of liquid appeared, it exploded, blowing everything around her beyond recognition.
Her dream had long been in ruins, and she fell back into reality from her dream.
Feng Xingying breathed heavily, looking at the white fog around him and the fainted man in his arms.
She woke up.
She should have woken up long ago.
If it weren't for Qin Molin, she would have woken up long ago.
Because when she couldn't see her father's face clearly, Feng Xingying already suspected that it was a dream.
But when she met Qin Molin in her dream, she fell into it again. Because the feeling of Qin Molin in the dream was completely consistent with the feeling in her heart, she felt that it was not a dream.
But the question is, what's going on now
Did he leave the illusion or enter a new illusion
Feng Xingying was a little confused between reality and fantasy.
Because she entered the battle alone, is this Qin Molin real or fake
Was it he who led her into the chain formation, or was her Qin Molin coming to save her
No one can give her the answer, including Feng Xingying herself.
If it is a serial illusory formation, the best way to break it is to destroy the eye of the formation, which is the man in her arms!
But if he was Qin Molin, how could Feng Xingying have the heart to attack him
So Feng Xingying is now faced with a dilemma. Should he break the formation or remain trapped
Feng Xingying glanced at Qin Molin, and then shook his head: "Even if you are the eye of the formation, I will not abandon you until you hurt me! We have said that we will live and die together. If we can't get out of this illusory formation, we will Even if we die together, it’s worth it.”
Feng Xingying had a smile on her face and placed a kiss on Qin Molin's lips.
She rarely took the initiative to kiss him, but she didn't expect it to feel bad.
Just thinking of the crazy madness on their wedding night, Feng Xingying was a little scared and poked Qin Molin's face complainingly:
"You bastard, you didn't even forget to take advantage of me in the fantasy world. Whether it's true or not, it's actually not that difficult."