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"I really want to dig out your heart and see what color it is." A raindrop kiss fell on Feng Xingying's face. His voice was filled with unnatural depression, and it was heavy in people's hearts.

His friendship that was so strong that it could not be dissolved instantly ignited Fengxingying.

It seemed to be ignited by his heat. Her skin, every trace, every inch, was scattered with a faint pink color, like blooming peach blossoms scattering a faint fragrance in the night breeze. It is refreshing but not strong.

His restless heart was inexplicably calm because of her.

The strong wind and rain suddenly stopped, and the drizzle and breeze soaked.

His movements became extremely gentle, and his lips and teeth slowly started to bite her ears, little by little, inch by inch.

If the breeze blows continuously across the lake, wrinkling the quiet lake water with layers of fine ripples.

Feng Xingying's heart also relaxed his vigilance bit by bit with his rhythm, and removed his disguise layer by layer.

Until, he suddenly crashed into her heart, stirring up layers of sweet and bone-absorbing mouth.

He has become more and more able to control the rhythm, perfectly sending her into the sky and to the peak of his senses.

He found that he was becoming less and less able to control himself in front of her, and he really wanted to be slutty with her for a whole month and no longer care about the world.

But she would definitely not want to. If Beiyan Pass was broken, she would probably never forgive herself again.

Qin Molin could only end this war between him and Feng Xingying in advance with degree and strength, full of sweetness, no smoke of gunpowder, only fairy music.

Qin Molin has become more and more aware of using body language to express his emotions and emotions in his heart.

She could understand the emotions he wanted to express.

However, he may not understand her.

The clouds gather the rain and peach blossoms spread all over the ground.

Feng Xingying, who was so soft that she couldn't lift her strength, leaned against the chaise longue made of soft animal skin, and asked in a low voice: "Qin Molin, do you never believe me?"

After saying this, she felt inexplicably wronged.

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 am afraid." Qin Molin looked at the petals falling in the space and turned to Feng Xingying's face:

"No matter how beautiful it is, it is not as good as the country you want." Qin Molin took a deep breath: "I will do what you ask me for. If you still have me in your heart, you should know and protect yourself.

Because I can't go back.

If you die, I am afraid that you will become a demon in an instant.

It's not bad, clean."

"I became a demon in an instant. It's not that clean?" Feng Xingying repeated Qin Molin's words in a low voice, and her heart was inexplicably thrusting.

Because she knew that Qin Molin was such a proud person, he never despised to tell lies, and he was even more unwilling to tell lies in front of Feng Xingying.

What he said must be what he thought.

And he said that Feng Xingying was stubborn, wasn’t he more stubborn than Feng Xingying?

He will definitely do what he said.

This is Qin Molin.

Feng Xingying took a deep breath and looked at Qin Molin's eyes quietly.

He also stared at her.

The two were speechless.

Feng Xingying felt a little depressed and uncomfortable, and she seemed to have begun to understand the key to the problem that Qin Molin was referring to.

But she couldn't choose.

The affairs of Beiyan Pass started because of her, and she could not give up Beiyan Pass.

She doesn't have a passionate patriotism like her father who can match the sun. She just has the belief that she insists on.

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Chapter completed!