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He obviously had already been used to the woman who suddenly threw herself into his arms.

He gently stretched out his arm and patted her shoulder to show comfort.

Feng Xingying cried with joy, quickly wiped away her tears, raised her head to look at Qin Molin's familiar face.

But now Qin Molin dresses very elegantly and has a gentle look. He looks like he suddenly turns from a lion in the forest to a gentle domestic cat.

But she also likes Qin Molin likes this. It is warm and clean, just like the quilt he covered on her, with the smell of sunshine.

He was a little embarrassed by Feng Xingying's view, and pushed Feng Xingying awkwardly, turned around and said:

"Miss, you recognize the wrong person. Since you are awake, we will still maintain an appropriate distance in the future. Men and women will not be close to each other, which will insult the saints."

"Swish." Feng Xingying was actually amused by him.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Feng Xingying's bright and charming smile and his big eyes that smiled as vast and beautiful as stars.

He quickly turned around and muttered.

Feng Xingying is the Lingzong, and his ears are extraordinary, so he can hear clearly what he is talking about.

He actually said: Don’t look at it if you are not polite?

This is the domineering Qin Molin? This is the Qin Molin who wants to rub her into her arms and communicate in depth at any time?

How come Feng Xingying feels like someone is eaten up and not recognizing others when the other person wears clothes?

He was so angry!

The spiritual energy in the air here is more abundant than Yun Xi's 6. Feng Xingying had already recovered his strength when he was in a coma.

What she couldn't recover was just her spirit.

Feng Xingying pulled it casually, and the scholar was pulled by her and rushed over, just about to hit her. His lips were only half an inch away from her, and they were only a little bit close to each other.

Four eyes are opposite.

Feng Xingying laughed out loud again.

It was the first time she saw that Qin Molin had such a fun side.

He actually blushed? And his face was bloody!

He stood up as if he was electrocuted, turned around again, and refused awkwardly: "Girl, please respect yourself, you really recognized the wrong person."

"Your name is Qin Molin. I came here four days ago. What I said is correct?" Feng Xingying no longer teased him, but confirmed whether he had the possibility of amnesia.

"Miss, you really recognized the wrong person.

Although Qin Mo is not a local, he has been teaching in Qinghuang Academy for four years. If you don’t believe it, you can ask someone to ask.”

"Four years?" This time it was Feng Xingying's turn to be strange.

Why is this happening? Why doesn’t the time match?

But, it's not wrong.

Feng Xingying is a doctor. She not only looks at people, but also looks at meridians, bones and characteristics.

Although he doesn't seem to have any spiritual power now, his bones are Qin Molin.

But four years, how is it possible?

There are people who look exactly the same in the world, but they are absolutely impossible to have bones and meridians.

But what if the time doesn't match?

Could it be that Qin Molin has twin brothers? One stays in Yunxi Da 6 and the other is on Shenhuang Island?

Qin Mo, Qin Molin, a difference of one word.

No matter what he said, Feng Xingying believed that he was Qin Molin!

But he himself did not admit it, and Feng Xingying was not anxious, and he could not escape from her palm.

Seeing Feng Xingying pondering, Qin Mo felt heartbroken again. This girl was thinking about that person when she was in a coma. She was so passionate.

"Miss, are you hungry? The weather is just right today, why not come out and have a meal together?"

"Okay." Feng Xingying nodded seriously.
Chapter completed!