Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

Chapter 682: Leg Treatment 2: Not a Dream

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The uncle's onlooking previously only made Ji absolutely feel helpless. After all, adventure missions are like this.

But now, listening to their praise of Feng Xingying, his mood is so inexplicable that he suddenly feels good about being watched?

"Haha, I won!" Taking advantage of Ji Shuji's effort, Feng Xingying took the next son, and smiled.

"Xiao Xing is really good." Ji Jue's eyes were full of pets.

Feng Xingying's inexplicable guilty conscience, if it wasn't for Ji Jishen, she might not have won.

I never expected Ji Ju's chess skills to be so powerful.

"No, come again." On the contrary, Feng Xingying, who had won, shuddered unconvinced.

"Okay." Ji said with a smile, Bai Meisheng.

Speaking of adventure groups is really a strange place, Ji Jue and Feng Xing Ying Mei are like a fairy, playing against each other gracefully.

But beside them, they are a group of stubborn men, who drink heavily and eat meat.

On one side is an elegant chess game, and meat is not far away.

Sesame has been around to sell Meng begging for meat.

"Xiao Xing, are you still satisfied with this kind of life?" Ji Ju said while playing chess.

"Satisfied." Feng Xingying's mood was inexplicably driven and somewhat bold: "The free air of the adventure group belongs to me, what Da Li, Tian Yu, but intrigue, insinuation, and the ugly under the gorgeous skin is their heart. Or Good here. Don't think about anything. Freedom. "

Feng Xingying took a deep breath, took a big bite of the barbecue, and spoke arrogantly: "If it can be done every day, how good it should be."

"Since Xiaoxing likes it, she will stay with me in the future."

Feng Xingying shook his head: "No, freedom is, wherever I want to go, wherever I go. If it is too deliberate, it will not be free."

"You're right." Ji absolutely nodded: "Where do you go in the future, take me with you, OK?"

"Okay." Feng Xingying nodded with a smile.

The game is still underway, even if it is unconsciously late at night, Feng Xingying doesn't stop, Ji Ji doesn't stop silently, but others leave one after another.

Only two of them remained.

A gust of wind passed, Feng Xingying's eyelids inexplicably wanted to close.

Before she closed her eyes, she seemed to see Qin Molin's familiar pure ink-colored ink-bone silk cape.

Feng Xingying was well prepared. Her thoughts moved into the space of her own sword.

After that, he fell asleep.

This feeling, no dream.

Feng Xingying was even disappointed.

She knew it wasn't a dream before.

But why not a dream?

If it was a dream, she could see him every day.

If it were not for a dream, she would have no reason to convince herself to see him again.

Qin Molin's domineering imprisonment, Feng Xingying was really afraid. Now she just wanted to avoid him, the farther the better.

There was a hint of conjecture in her heart that he would follow.

But, there was such a moment of speculation.

I didn't expect it to be true.

Because he was Qin Molin, it was Qin Molin that she started to understand.

Feng Xingying soaked herself in the icy ice pond, and allowed the ice to condense on her body, one layer after another.

However, in her space, Qin Molin will no longer unblock her.

Feeling the layers of frozen cold, Feng Xingying started to miss Qin Molin's hot spring.

The temperature there made her addicted.

His desperate and affectionate eyes made her deeper and deeper.

Feng Xingying shook her head quickly. Was she crazy? She even thought of using freedom to exchange with him.

If his love was imprisonment, she would rather give up.

She fell in love with him, but she had to leave him.