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When Feng Sujin said this, thinking of the man with long hair in a snowsuit in the fantasy world, the person who was exactly the same as Jun Mohan, her heart trembled.

In fact, even if her heart is firm, her mood will still be affected.

It is also because she cares about Jun Mohan so much that she can't help but ask.

She believes her relationship with Mo Han.

But she is also worried that if Jun Mohan is the creator of the world, once all the soul is awakened, the memory of the soul will be restored, will he become so cold.

Cold without temperature.

Maybe that's what the Creator God should be!

Feng Sujin was not afraid of anything else, just that Jun Mohan would become that way. .

In fact, Feng Sujin didn't know that she and Jun Mohan had the same concerns.

Jun Mohan is worried about her, and she is worried about Jun Mohan.

Deep in love will add a little more anxiety and anxiety.

After listening to Feng Sujin's words, Jun Mohan seemed to know what Feng Sujin was thinking.

After all, the two have been together for so long, and they have a tacit understanding.

Feng Mojin can almost guess what Feng Sujin thinks.

And Feng Sujin never hides his emotions in front of Jun Mohan.

Jun Mo Hanguang can see what she looks by looking at her look.

Jun Mohan sighed, reached out and touched Feng Sujin's hair, and bowed her head and kissed her eyebrows.

Feng Sujin felt the temperature on Jun Mohan's lips, thinking, she might really think about it, her Mo Han was still Mo Han.

But sometimes because Jun Mohan is so good, she is afraid that he will become like that in a fantasy world.

It looks too cold and too cold. It really hurts people.

Jun Mohan kissed Feng Sujin's eyebrows, then went down.

When Jun Mohan's lips fell on Feng Sujin's neck, Feng Sujin shuddered, his senses were too obvious, as if he had forgotten to breathe.

She pursed her lips and bit her lips.

No matter what Jun Mohan did to her at this time, she would not move.

Feeling Feng Sujin's stiff body, Jun Mohan took this position and whispered softly in Feng Sujin's ear: "A Jin, afraid that I will be so cold like the person in the fantasy?"

When Jun Mohan spoke, her breath sprayed into her ears, letting her apex be the same as feathers, itchy and trembling.

However, Jun Mohan's words also fell into her ears, and she was guessed by Jun Mohan in this way.

Feng Sujin also knows what she thinks, but sometimes she really can't hide him.

Feng Sujin said, "I will certainly be afraid."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's aggrieved look, his eyes were a little dark.

He looked at her seriously and whispered: "Ajin, do you know that the creation **** should be the true **** who created the world. He may have been born of heaven and earth. He has no emotions, so he will be so peaceful. ... "

"That's your soul, not like you."

Jun Mohan smiled and said, "But there is love in this world. I think it used to be that you gave the creation **** feelings and gave him seven emotions and six desires. That ’s why I have seven emotions and six desires. Look, A Jin, you have to believe that it was you who made him. "

Feng Sujin listened to such esoteric words.

After returning to her heart, her heartbeat speeded up, didn't she?

Did she make him?