Feng Jiuxi said casually. Unexpectedly, his chin was forcibly twisted by someone and his eyes looked at each other, "what if he was jealous?"

The window opened half a gap that was neither wide nor narrow, and the bright moonlight scattered, wrapped in the night wind, as if blowing on people's hearts and stirring up the throbbing hidden in the depths.

The candlelight is swayed by the wind, which adds a little enchanting.

In this atmosphere, Feng Jiuxi didn't dare to move. She was stiff and her heart beat fast. It seemed that she would jump out of her throat in the next second.

Tonight, they're not going to happen

"Ah Jiu." Yan Qing's voice was like an ignition lock at the moment.

Feng Jiuxi looked at the distance between the two people getting closer and closer until his lips were close to hers. The soft touch made Yanqing comfortable make a bass, and couldn't help but want to go deeper.

The temperature of the body gradually rose, and many dormant memories flew out of Feng Jiuxi's mind for a moment.

The chaotic and heartbreaking memory made her body more and more rigid with Yanqing's contact.

Yanqing soon found something wrong with her. She stopped in time and looked up slightly. She thought she was shy, but when she came into contact with her confused and painful eyes, Yanqing collapsed somewhere in her heart, "what's the matter?"

His voice sounded hoarse and obviously suppressed desire.

Just to stop scaring her. This suppression is nothing.

"Sorry, I..." Feng Jiuxi bit her lower lip tightly and didn't know how to explain for a moment.

At the moment, her mind was full of the night that had been violated four years ago. The broken memories belonging to the original owner made her feel the same. In the face of Yan Qing's intimacy, she had a feeling of deja vu, so she couldn't help but resist.

But what did she say.

She was not the body of the wall. Although Yanqing said he didn't care, this kind of thing was still like a deep thorn in her heart. As long as she thought of it, she felt unbearable pain.

"Did I hurt you?" Yanqing continued patiently.

But Feng Jiuxi just shook her head, which was the natural response of her body.

Her soul is still pure, but the original owner of the body must have not come out of the shadow of that night four years ago, so there will be a subconscious physical reaction, that is, resisting the contact of other men.

Yanqing looked at the way she wanted to talk and stopped. She had a flash in her mind and probably thought of a possibility.

Didn't notice Yan Qing's complex eyes, Feng Jiuxi thought for a while, but decided to be frank and directly say to him, "I'm sorry, I still have a shadow in the past. Maybe I can't do anything with you for a while."

Sure enough, it's because of this.

Yan Qing was really sick to death at this time.

Because of the past self, so that the present self can't eat the meat of the mouth?

It's a sin to live.

However, he was no longer oppressed in his heart. At this time, he could only nod leniently to express his understanding. He couldn't act too hastily. "It doesn't matter. I can wait. I'll be willing for as long as I can."

"Thank you." thank you for not abandoning me, Feng Jiuxi thought deeply.

Yanqing came down from her, turned to hold up half of her body, looked at her, and asked tentatively, "do you still hate him? I mean, the man."

"Why don't you hate him? I can't wait to kill him." Feng Jiuxi gritted his teeth.

Without that person, I would not have been poisoned, nor would I be so passive as I am today.