At night, Feng Xingying fell into a dream again.
It was still the same scene, and the location was still Qin Molin's space that she was familiar with.
His embrace was real and warm, making her addicted and unwilling to wake up.
His kiss made her intoxicated.
His eyes were dark and deep, with indescribable pain:
"Feng Xingying, you win, I can't live without you anymore." He said after a long kiss.
"Because I like you, I want to connect with you every night, and I want to send you to the peak of happiness." He said this when he entered her body.
"I just want to love you well." He said as he sent her into the clouds.
"Can you give me another chance?" he said.
"Your body still retains my warmth. You don't want to forget me, do you?"
"Why don't you speak? Do you still hate me?"
"I miss you so much. I will always be by your side."
Qin Molin in the dream was completely different from the past. He who is so taciturn can actually talk about love.
In the past, Feng Xingying felt that these disgusting love words were a weapon used by men to deceive women.
But after hearing Qin Molin's desperate and affectionate words, she knew that he was sincere.
Why does her heart hurt so much
After that, he stopped talking and concentrated on communicating with her through his body.
Long, silent.
In the air, only the sound of papa water was left, like the sound of rain hitting the eaves.
This is a dream anyway, and Feng Xingying's heart is flying higher and higher.
Forgot the time, the place, and herself.
She fully cooperated with him, with the same despair.
The clouds collect the rain and the sunny days arrive.
But they are destined to be separated.
None of them wanted to say goodbye.
It was Qin Molin who sighed, with a bit of bitterness in his voice:
"Feng Xingying, if you haven't forgotten me yet, can you promise me something?"
Feng Xingying raised his head and looked at him.
His facial features are still so cold and exquisite, like a work of art. The lines of his figure are still fascinating. But his eyes were full of sadness, which would hurt people's hearts if they weren't careful.
Feng Xingying lowered his head and said nothing.
"Can you promise me not to accept another man before you completely forget me?" Qin Molin's voice was as gentle as possible, but it couldn't suppress the tremor.
Feng Xingying was inexplicably soft-hearted.
She really wanted to say that she wanted to stay no matter what, she didn't want to worry about anything and just wanted to be with him.
But she couldn't, she knew she would regret it.
Feng Xingying just nodded mechanically. Not even a defense.
Could it be that in Qin Molin's heart, she is someone who changes her mind so easily? Did he just not believe her that much
Feng Xingying's heart seemed to be choked by something, and he felt depressed and uncomfortable.
But she still fell asleep unconsciously.
…
Inside the account.
Ji Jue opened her eyes suddenly.
He was also confused, why did he fall asleep when he was clearly thinking about guarding her
When he raised his eyes and saw the little man sleeping soundly on the bed, he felt relieved.
This is his camp, no one should be able to come in.
Feng Xingying was sleeping, her pretty face was flushed, and her body exuded an alluring and seductive fragrance.
This fragrance is like a blooming flower waving to bees and butterflies.
Ji Jue is a normal man. A trace of doubtful blush flashed across his face, but he quickly suppressed it.
Damn, at that moment, he actually remembered the scene in Peach Blossom Curie.
He also hated himself like that, he couldn't hurt or blaspheme her.
Because Ji Jue knew that in that case, he would lose her.