Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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At night, Feng Xingying fell into a dream again.

It is still the same scene, and the place is still Qin Molin's space.

His arms were real and warm, and she was addicted and unwilling to wake up.

His kiss intoxicated her.

His eyes were dark and deep, with inexplicable pain:

"Feng Xingying, you won, I can't do without you." He said after a long kiss.

"Because I like you, I want to be connected with you every night, and I want to send you to the top of happiness." He said when he entered her body.

"Just want to love you well," he said as he sent her into the cloud.

"Can you give me another chance?" He said.

"Your body still keeps my temperature. You don't want to forget me, do you?"

"Why don't you speak? Do you still hate me?"

"I want to stay with you all the time."

Qin Molin in his dream is completely different from the past. He was so taciturn that he could linger in love.

Feng Xingying used to think that these flirtatious love words were all men's weapons to coax women.

But hearing Qin Molin's desperate and affectionate words, she knew that he was sincere.

Why does her heart hurt so much?

After that, he stopped speaking and focused on communicating with her physically.

Long and silent.

In the air, only the sound of papa's water is left, like the sound of rain clicking against the eaves.

Anyway, here is a dream, and Feng Xingying's heart also followed.

Forget the time, the place, and herself.

She cooperated with him completely, with the same despair.

Clouds collect rain and live, sunny.

But it was doomed to separation.

None of them wanted to say that goodbye.

Still Qin Molin sighed, with a bitterness in her voice:

"Feng Xingying, if you haven't forgotten me, can you promise me something."

Feng Xingying looked up at him.

His features are still so cold and exquisite, like a work of art. His body lines are still fascinating. But the sadness in his eyes was full of grief.

Feng Xingying lowered his head and said nothing.

"Can you promise me, before you completely forget me, don't accept other men." Qin Molin's voice was as soft as possible, but could not suppress the tremor.

Feng Xingying was inexplicably softhearted.

She wanted to say that she wanted to stay in despair, she didn't want to care about anything, she just wanted to be with him.

But she couldn't, she knew she would regret it.

Feng Xingying just nodded mechanically. No justification.

Is Qin Molin's heart so easy to change her heart? Does he not believe her so much?

Feng Xingying's heart seemed to be choked by something, uncomfortably uncomfortable.

But she still fell asleep unconsciously.

...

Account.

Ji opened her eyes violently.

He wondered, too. He clearly wanted to guard her, so why did he fall asleep?

When he looked up, he was relieved when he saw the sleeping man on the bed.

Here is his camp, no one should be able to come in.

Feng Xingying in her sleep had a crimson face with a charming face, exuding seductive fragrance and seductive fragrance.

This fragrance is like a blooming flower, beckoning to a bee butterfly.

Ji must be a normal man. There was a hint of doubtful crimson flashing on his face, but he quickly suppressed it.

Damn, at that moment, he remembered the scene of Peach Blossom Curie.

He also hated himself like that, he couldn't hurt and blaspheme her.

Because Ji never knew that, he would lose her.