Just when Feng Xingying was extremely confused and didn't know how to speak, the haze on Qin Molin's face suddenly dissipated.
"I like the wanton you, I want to see you release your spiritual power wantonly, I like to hear your laughter from the heart, and I want to see you look that arrogant and coquettish every day.
All those who want to imprison you and put shackles on you should die, including myself. "
Qin Molin's voice was profound, without any warmth or coldness. It's like the confession of a king.
Feng Xingying raised his head in surprise and met Qin Molin Gujing Wubo's face.
She couldn't understand Qin Molin at this time, and she didn't even know what he wanted.
"Qin Molin..." Feng Xingying could only call his name softly.
It seems that after this breakthrough, Qin Molin's state of mind is somewhat different from before. The level he had reached was something Feng Xingying had never even heard of. Because the distance was too far, Feng Xingying didn't even ask.
She just wanted to go up step by step. She only knew that as long as she kept working hard, one day, she would reach the same height as him.
It's just that Qin Molin's state of mind at this time made Feng Xingying a little strange. He was obviously talking about pampering and protection, but why was he so plainly serious
This sudden feeling of distance made Feng Xingying feel unfamiliar and somewhat inexplicable.
I don’t know if it’s loss or guilt.
"I promise you that I will try my best to protect myself, okay? You know, I cherish life the most. How could I be willing to be killed?"
"Okay." Qin Molin came back to his senses and reached out to pull Feng Xingying into his arms.
His mood changed a bit quickly. It seemed that in an instant, he changed from the cold male god back to the Qin Molin that Feng Xingying knew.
Feng Xingying thought that based on Qin Molin's character, since he had pulled her into his arms, the next step would be to press on her step by step, and then...
Feng Xingying bit his lip, a blush rising on his face.
Qin Molin just held her and flew out of the space, flying to the top of the highest beacon tower in Beiyan Pass.
The two of them just sat quietly, thinking this place was just the roof.
Sit together, admire the moon, and talk.
"I remember, you said last time that you would treat me to a drink in one year. There are still nine months and six days." Qin Molin spoke first, looking at the round half moon that was getting fat.
Feng Xingying didn't expect Qin Molin to remember the matter so clearly, and even count the days accurately.
"Well, I've buried the fine wine under the tree, and I'm just waiting to enjoy it with you in early spring next year." Feng Xingying raised her palm-sized face boldly.
"Then try mine first." Qin Molin took out an exquisite little jar and opened the lid.
The refreshing aroma of wine, with bursts of peach blossom aroma, instantly spreads with the night wind.
"Is it the Peach Blossom Wine?" Feng Xingying quickly took the wine glass handed by Qin Molin, drank it all in one gulp, smacked his mouth and commented:
"The wine has a mellow taste, but the peach blossom aroma is fresh and not dull. The wine should be an aged wine, but the peach blossoms are fresh. In this case, how can it be delicious?"
"You're stupid, use your spiritual power to simulate the time formation and bury the wine jar in the formation. The three-year-old wine can be made in one month." An old man suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xingying and Qin Molin, and solved Feng Xingying's doubts. A pair of eyes , but stared at the wine in Qin Molin's hand.
Feng Xingying and Qin Molin also looked at the old man at the same time.