Hehuan palace, underground palace.

Qin Molin and Feng Xingying each said a word, he reached out and waved, everything in front of him began to change.

The so-called mirage of the underground palace collapsed in the hands of Qin Molin.

Feng Xingying saw that they were still at the entrance of the underground palace.

However, at this time, the underground palace was closed, and the unwelcome people, such as Ji Jue, Feng Changyan, Yu wenximing, were outside the gate.

In the whole underground palace, there are Feng Xingying and Qin Molin.

The walls of the underground palace are all translucent and colorful. They are only used for lighting, but the whole hall is as colorful as a dreamland.

Feng Xingying looks at the man walking towards her step by step in front of her, and his lips start to smile.

"I long for freedom, I hate to be bound, and I don't want to be forbidden by anyone." Feng Xingying said to him with a smile, "but I'm wrong. I forget a little. If it's for you, I can endure ten years of imprisonment."

"No, you're right." Qin Molin's voice mixed with a trace of pain: "the wrong person has always been me. It's my self righteousness that keeps you away from me.

I like watching you fly freely. If I can see you every day, but I can't see your smile, I'd rather let you fly.

I like to see the appearance of your publicity. If you change for me, it will not be you any more. If I can't see the publicity expression on your face, I'd rather lose it.

It's because I'm not confident and I'm afraid you'll leave me. It's my fault. "

Feng Xingying bit his lip and quietly looked at the man in front of him.

She had intended to ask him if he had induced her to dream.

There's no need to ask now.

Because he has answered with action.

He reached out and drew a strange symbol in front of her.

After that, the surrounding scenes changed again, and she seemed to re-enter his space.

She knows, No.

This is just an illusion controlled by Qin Molin.

But Feng Xingying didn't want to pierce it. She wanted to roam in his dreamland.

His lips, with a familiar burning, and mixed with a kind of deep sorrow, people can't help but want to cherish.

The hot and humid kisses fell on her cheek, neck and clavicle.

Feng Xingying closed her eyes. She completely relaxed and gave herself to him, which was the best answer.

"Can we go back to the past? I lost my memory. You said I would bring my memory back. You said you would not dislike me. " His voice has a trace of hot husky magnetic, gently brushing her emotions, her cold body and cold heart, lit together.

"Good." Feng Xingying just opened her mouth, and he took the opportunity to attack her. He went deep into her mouth, and pursued her tongue and retreated.

Feng Xingying has a stubborn spirit of not giving up.

His pursuit aroused her counterattack, but she responded actively.

Feeling the initiative of Feng Xingying, Qin Molin was inexplicably excited. All the uneasiness and uneasiness turned into calm and fiery at this moment.

Just want to love her.

"If we are thousands of miles away, you only need to take one step, and I'll be desperate and wade across mountains and rivers.

Come on, sleep with you. "

He said that in her ear, with a trace of bewitching.

He is like a volcano, which compresses the distance between them, ignites all her enthusiasm and sends her emotions to the clouds.

She allowed her body to be dominated by him like a small boat and swept up to the sky.

She thought that when she had reached the peak, she found that his attack was more fierce. His scorching hardness sent her to a higher peak again.

"Well Ah... "

Fragmented voice, can not help but overflow from her mouth.

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