"I really want to dig out your heart and see what color it is." Kisses like raindrops fell on Feng Xingying's face, and his voice was filled with an indescribable depression, weighing heavily on people's hearts.
His strong and irreversible friendship instantly ignited Feng Xingying.
As if ignited by his heat, every trace and inch of her skin exuded a faint pink color, like blooming peach blossoms exuding a faint fragrance in the night wind. Refreshing but not overpowering.
His restless heart was inexplicably calmed by her.
The violent wind and rain suddenly stopped, and the drizzle and gentle breeze soaked the air.
His movements became extremely gentle, and his lips and teeth slowly nibbled on her ear, bit by bit, inch by inch.
As if the breeze blows continuously across the lake surface, it wrinkles the tranquil lake water into layers of fine ripples.
Feng Xingying's heart also followed his rhythm, letting down his guard little by little and taking off his disguise layer by layer.
Until, he suddenly crashed into her heart, arousing layers of sweet and bone-crushing ecstasy.
He has become more and more able to control the rhythm, perfectly sending her into the sky and 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 spend a whole month with her. Don't pay attention to the mundane world anymore.
However, she will definitely refuse. If 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, which was full of sweetness, no smoke, and only fairy music.
Qin Molin has become more and more aware of using body language to express the emotions and affection in his heart.
She could understand the emotions he wanted to express.
However, he may not understand her.
The clouds collect the rain and the peach blossoms cover the ground.
Feng Xingying let his body, which was too weak to lift up any strength, reclined on the chaise longue made of soft animal skins, and asked in a low voice, "Qin Molin, do you never believe me?"
After saying this, she felt inexplicably aggrieved.
Her heart will also hurt.
"No, I believe you. I believe you are too stubborn. If you believe in something, 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 Feng Xingying's Face:
"No matter how beautiful this place is, it's not as good as the country you want." Qin Molin took a deep breath: "I will do it for you if you ask me. If you still have me in your heart, you should know and protect yourself. .
Because I already can't go back.
If you die, I'm afraid you will instantly become a demon.
Yes, clean. "
"Become a demon in an instant. That's right, clean?" Feng Xingying repeated Qin Molin's words in a low voice, and her heart throbbed inexplicably.
Because she knew that Qin Molin was such a proud person. He never bothered to tell lies, and he was even less willing to tell lies in front of Feng Xingying.
What he said must be what he thought.
And he said Feng Xingying was stubborn. Isn't he more stubborn than Feng Xingying
What he says will be done.
This is Qin Molin.
Feng Xingying took a deep breath and looked into Qin Molin's eyes quietly.
He stared back at her.
The two were relatively speechless.
Feng Xingying felt a little depressed in her heart, and she seemed to begin to understand the key to the problem Qin Molin was referring to.
But she couldn't choose.
The incident at Beiyan Pass started because of her, and there was no way she would give up on Beiyan Pass.
She doesn't have a patriotic heart that can rival the sun like her father. She just has a belief that she insists on.