"Beautiful lady, may I have a dance with you?" A familiar voice suddenly appeared in Feng Xingying's ear.

Feng Xingying stares at the man who keeps approaching her. The feeling of heart beating is definitely not that he is really more handsome than the star.

She looked at him as if she had known him for a thousand years.

"Do we know each other?" Feng Xingying's eye socket is a little sour. She stubbornly resisted it, and then she held back the tears that were about to fall.

She is clearly happy, why cry?

"Of course. We've been in love for thousands of years. Feng Xingying, don't you remember me? "

Feng Xingying was at a loss in his eyes.

"Well, let's get to know each other again. My name is Qin Molin."

Why do you feel so familiar with this sentence? It seems that someone once talked to her like this in a big forest. Feng Xingying almost subconsciously replied: "Hello, let's get to know each other again. My name is Feng Xingying. This is my pet, sesame

Feng Xingying doesn't know why. She has a lovely little black rabbit in her arms, and she knows the name of the little black rabbit is sesame.

"Let's have a dance."

"But I will not."

"I can teach you."

"Well."

When they stepped into the dance floor, she was led by him and danced with the gorgeous piano music. His movements became faster and faster, and she could even keep up with them.

I don't know if it's an illusion. She feels that they are flying in the air, dancing and rotating like birds in the air. Is this an action that human beings can do?

Why can he do it? How could she do it subconsciously?

This dance became the focus of the dance.

But when he was in the highest interest, he whispered in her ear: "Feng Xingying, wake up."

Feng Xingying looked at him in a daze.

The next day, the Qin family proposed to the Feng family, and Feng Xingying shyly agreed.

I don't know if it's the marriage between the two families, or if they're too attracted to each other and love each other until one day.

The wedding was held in a week.

He accompanied her to see the sea, climb mountains, watch the sunrise, go shopping, pick clothes and take wedding photos.

In her world, every bit of him is about to take the place of her parents.

She opened her eyes to see Qin Molin, and closed her eyes to think of Qin Molin.

Until the wedding day, everything was dreamy, she became his most beautiful bride.

He didn't drink, but he was eager to carry her into the bridal chamber.

Their sweetness and love have gone deep into the bone marrow. No matter they kiss or are intimate, everything is so natural. There was not only no conflict and shyness in her heart, but also a glimmer of expectation.

He runs through her body, and whispers in her ear: "Feng Xingying, wake up, you wake up, I will accompany you."

"Husband." Feng Xingying is languidly stretched out his limbs to embrace him, enjoying the warmth of the wedding.

He reluctantly gave up, can only use familiar strength and posture, constantly send her into the cloud, want to let her recall some of the past.

After a crazy night, Feng Xingying is distracted by the snow-white sheets. Isn't it the first time for her? Why is there no blood?

Yeah, she's not.

There are thousands of postures in her mind, in different places, and there is only one man, Qin Molin.

But why, those are clearly past lives and dreams, how can they be so real in her mind?

"Xiao Ying, have breakfast." Qin Molin's voice was a little hoarse and tired.

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