Feng Xiaoxun froze and seemed to finally understand the problem: "Substitute? Who said you are a substitute? You are obviously her, you are her reincarnation!"
He finally said it!
Fang Xiyan slowly turned around, staring into his eyes, no longer flinching: "I am her reincarnation? Where did you verify this? After all, we don't look alike, right?"
Fang Xiyan didn't know what happened to herself.
When this person is being sacrificed and I am being sacrificed, the most important thing she should do is to acquiesce in this substitute and try her best to preserve this so-called reincarnated identity without letting him have the slightest doubt. Only then can she live a more nourishing life and prevent him from thinking about it.
Not good for yourself.[
Instead of deliberately provoking his suspicion, if he knew that he was not the reincarnation of Feiyue, what would he do to him based on his temperament? I was afraid that he would not even have a way to survive!
She understands this very well and has been carefully maintaining this delicate balance.
But at this moment, her heart was inexplicably angry, inexplicably sour, and she had the urge to tear apart all the illusions!
Feng Xiaoxun was stunned for a moment, and held her arm tightly: "I have my own way. Xiyan, you are indeed the reincarnation of Feiyue, the beloved I have been waiting for for nearly two thousand years.
I have been waiting for you to come back, and the waiting has been very painful. In order to get you to come back, I have done many things that I don’t even want to do..."
He sighed and told about his lovesickness over the years,
Fang Xiyan's heart grew colder inch by inch. Although this devil had many flaws, he was still an infatuated person. If he hadn't regarded her as a substitute, she would have been moved by his infatuation. But now
She pursed her lips, then pursed her lips again: "What if I wasn't her?" Her voice was very soft and indifferent, but her eyes were very bright: "What if I wasn't her?"
Feng Xiaoxun choked, paused, and hugged her tighter: "No ifs, you are her. I can't be wrong."
Fang Xiyan seemed to be fighting with him: "What if I'm wrong? Will you kill me?"
Feng Xiaoxun raised his eyebrows and circled her lips with his fingertips: "Silly girl, you are overthinking it. My intuition is not wrong. You are her, but you don't have her memory. But the soul
It’s still the same one. How could I kill you? It’s too late for me to hurt you!”
He pressed her head on his chest: "Okay, don't think about these things anymore. Aren't you tired yet? It seems you can work some more..." He lowered his head and kissed her lips again,
Swallowed everything she wanted to say...
He has been separated from her for so long, and he has been abstinent for so long. How can she do it just once? Since she still has some physical strength, he might as well drain her dry...
Fang Xiyan shuddered. The feeling of being torn apart came back to her. Now a certain part of her body was still burning. She subconsciously avoided it: "No! It hurts..."
Feng Xiaoxun kissed her earlobe: "Don't worry, it won't hurt anymore..." He made another move and covered her.