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1543. Strong medicine

"Really? She is not your Fei'er at all. Do you still think you are her beloved? Do you still love her so much?" Hua Baoyue was rarely aggressive.

Feng Xiaoxun felt a suffocation in his chest, as if someone had stabbed him with a knife again. He felt suffocated and sad indescribably: "I..." His heart was now in a mess, and he couldn't figure out his emotions at all...

The stimulation given to him by Hua Baoyue was extraordinary and made him almost unable to react.

Hua Baoyue said in a faint voice: "Can't you answer? That proves that you don't love Xiao Xiyan at all and only regard her as a substitute. Well, fortunately, the mystery has been revealed now. Xiyan is not yours.

Feiyue, your heart can be taken back from her. Fortunately, you have also traveled to this era. In this era, you can slowly look for the reincarnation of your Feier. Anyway, you have her name, you might as well go to all over the world.

The police station collects information on each Fang Xiyan, maybe you can actually find it, and it will be worthy of your time-travel journey."

He stood up and patted Feng Xiaoxun on the shoulder: "Okay, you can go find your Fei'er. I wish you good luck." He turned around and left.[

"Wait!" Feng Xiaoxun subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed Hua Baoyue's trousers. He used too much force. With this pull, Hua Baoyue's beach shorts were torn open by him with a squeak.



"Fuck!" Hua Baoyue couldn't help but say something harsh. There was a slight flash of white light, and a set of white robes instantly appeared on him, finally covering his almost exposed spring beauty and preventing him from completely running naked.

He retreated backwards like a flowing cloud, completely avoiding Feng Xiaoxun's Lushan claws: "Feng Xiaoxun, if you have something to say, will you die if you don't move your hands or feet?!"

Feng Xiaoxun threw away the rag in his hand, not wanting to argue with him anymore, and went straight to the topic: "How many months is Xi Yan now?"

"Since she is not your Fei'er, you don't care how many months pregnant she is!" Hua Baoyue's voice was unusually harsh.

Feng Xiaoxun gritted his teeth secretly: "But what she is carrying is my flesh and blood after all!"

Hua Baoyue smiled, but her eyes were a little cold: "As long as you are willing, there will definitely be a lot of people who can give you a baby, so don't care about this one. Don't tell me that you went through all kinds of hardships, just

For the baby in her belly? Okay, stop talking nonsense, you should hurry up and find your Fei'er! I also have to find a second spring for Xiyan..." As soon as he turned around, he disappeared.

Feng Xiaoxun: "..." Hua Baoyue's last words were like a slap in the face, making him feel extremely uncomfortable! He opened his lips a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but Hua Baoyue had already disappeared.

He slumped down and lay on the beach chair, his mind roaring and going blank...

Was he wrong? Was he really wrong? Fang Xiyan was not Feier! This was beyond his expectation, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. He had always been very decisive, but now he was at a loss.

Is it really time for him to let go? Find the real Fei'er in this world...

Fang Xiyan's beautiful figure seemed to flash before her eyes, and her heart suddenly hurt, as if someone had strangled her heart with a silk thread, and the pain spread throughout her chest...

Logically speaking, that girl could show affection to him and throw him away like a piece of rag without any hesitation. He originally thought she was Feiyue and was tolerant of her in every possible way, but now he doesn't need to shamelessly pester her.

Now, I should wipe her from my heart like a rag...

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