"Are you tired? You don't have to cook breakfast for me yourself. " Feng Xingying is sweet and reluctant to give up: "my family has servants, just let them do it."

"I'm afraid you can't get used to other people's food."

"No way." Feng Xingying skillfully picked up the meat cake in front of him, ah Wu bit it down.

Why does the taste make her feel so familiar.

Feng Xingying stares at Qin Molin: "Qin Molin, did we know each other before?"

"Yes."

"How long have you known each other?"

"Tens of thousands of years."

"You cheat."

"No

"Then I don't remember."

"Because you lose your mind, if you don't wake up, we'll all die."

“???” Feng Xingying still understands.

Qin Molin could only break off her face and kiss her overbearing.

However, a trace of blood, from Qin Molin's mouth, into Feng Xingying's body, salty, some strange, some warm, and some afraid.

Until Qin Molin suddenly fainted in front of her.

"Qin Molin, what's the matter with you? Don't leave me behind. I'm not used to it alone. " Feng Xingying burst into tears.

But Qin Molin is as quiet as gold paper. Did she suck his blood?

Then she gave it back to him!

Feng Xingying is just an ordinary little girl now. She won't force blood from the corner of her mouth. She went to the kitchen to find one and guessed that she would cut her wrist.

But she didn't have blood?

Yes, there must be!

Feng Xingying thought so, and felt something in her heart. When she came to the wound, a drop of golden liquid suddenly appeared.

After this drop of liquid appeared, it exploded, blowing everything around her beyond recognition.

Her dream, has long been a ruin, she fell back from the dream to reality.

Feng Xingying gasped heavily, looking at the white fog around him and the man who fainted in his arms.

She woke up.

She should have woken up long ago.

Without Qin Molin, she would have been awake.

Because when he couldn't see his father's face clearly, Feng Xingying suspected that it was a dream.

But when she meets Qin Molin in her dream, she falls into it again. Because the feeling of Qin Molin in the dream is completely consistent with that in her heart, she feels that it is not a dream.

But the question is, what's going on now?

Is it a mirage or a new mirage?

Feng Xingying can't tell reality from fantasy.

Because she entered the battle alone, is Qin Molin true or false?

Is he leading her into the chain, or is her Qin Molin coming to save her?

No one can give her an answer, including Feng Xingying herself.

If it's a magic array, the best way to break the array is to destroy the array eye, the man in her arms!

But if he is Qin Molin, how can Feng Xingying have the heart to fight him?

So Feng Xingying is now in the middle of a dilemma, whether to break the battle or to continue to be trapped?

Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin and then shook his head: "even if you're an array eye, I won't abandon you before you hurt me! We said that we should live and die together. If we can't get out of this magic array, we will die together and it's worth it. "

Feng Xingying smiles on his face and kisses Qin Molin on his lips.

She seldom kisses him on her own, but she doesn't think it feels bad.

Just thinking of the madness of their wedding night before, Feng Xingying was a little bit afraid. He poked Qin Molin's face with complaint:

"you bastard, you don't forget to take advantage of me in the dreamland. Whether it's true or not, in fact, it's not difficult. "

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