Chapter 640 (2/2)

He wanted her heart, not other women's.

Only her heart is unique. How many other women's hearts does he want?Fengyu was forced to look at himself in the mirror. It seemed that he was really strange. It seemed that he should be like this.

For a moment, she herself fell into a kind of muddle and could not figure out anything.

Long Zixuan looked at the confusion between her eyebrows. He couldn't help feeling soft. He approached her and said in a low voice, ”little feather, this body is still yours, and the soul is still yours. It's just a heart. Can you suppress this heart and be yourself?”

There is a way to suppress this heart.

The seal of God is now in his hands. As long as she cooperates, he can help her seal this heart. In this way, she can not only be attacked by the world power, but also be affected by this heart.

In fact, what she wants to do most is to dig out the heart directly, and then use the power of seal to seal her vacant heart. In this way, she can also not be attacked by the power of the world.

When Ling Bai finds the heart of origin, just put it into her body.

But But he didn't want to.

He has destroyed one of her hearts and made her bear the pain of biting her heart once. How can he dig out the heart and let her bear the pain again?

Even if men can't bear the pain of heart digging, how can she bear it?

Fengyu looked up at his gorgeous face, reached out and gently stroked the position of his heart. His voice was confused and said, ”here, is there really someone else's heart?”

Long Zixuan gave a sound and nodded heavily.

Feng Yu frowned and said bitterly, ”this heart belongs to others. What about my heart?”

She reached out and rubbed her head, closed her eyes and said, ”Oh, by the way, my heart is gone.”

She pressed her hand on her chest, feeling the strength of her heart beat, and said, ”yes, my heart is gone. How can I still have a heart beat? In my body, I really put other people's heart.”

Clang

The mirror in long Zixuan's hand fell to the ground, making a clear and loud sound.

He stretched out his arms, hugged Fengyu tightly, closed his eyes, and whispered bitterly in her ear, ”little feather, I'm sorry...”

I'm sorry, I made you suffer

I'm sorry, I didn't protect you when you were in pain.

He knew that at this time, Fengyu had already used his strong willpower to completely suppress this heart. At this time, she was the original one.

However, this state will not last long. Soon, the suppressed heart will become active again, unless he uses the power of seal to seal the heart completely.

Fengyu has recovered cold eyes, light looking at Dragon Zixuan, no joy no sorrow, voice cold, way, ”dragon Zixuan, I don't want this heart.”

What does not belong to her, she disdains to want, she would rather incomplete, do not want to change not like themselves.

Fantasy

You are so kind. You can do such things.

She can clearly remember how she fawned on illusory light these days. She was conscious at that time, but when she thought about it, she felt very unreal.

Is she really her?

When long Zixuan opened his eyes, he saw her cold and moving. His mind moved. He held her head in his hands and kissed her hard.

How many days and nights, no one can understand, how much he miss the taste of this pair of red lips, he thought about going crazy.

At this time, he felt again that he could not suppress his long-term emotion, and he kisses fiercely and forcefully, but even so, his last sense was not completely removed.

He constantly reminded himself to be careful not to hurt her.

He looked for such a long time to recover the baby, can only hold in the palm of his hand, absolutely can't hurt her, frighten her.

Therefore, even if he kisses fiercely and strongly, it will not make Fengyu feel uncomfortable.

Her eyes are as clear as water, but there is a trace of absence in them. This feeling of entanglement between lips and tongue is too far away from her, almost fading out of her memory.

But once met, she suddenly understand, originally, she never forget, just, dare not think of it, so was buried too deep.

Also because of this, she calmly spent a number of lonely as snow night.

Lips suddenly infected with astringent taste, Feng feather long eyelashes light tremor, cold as snow of the eye bottom, emerged a touch of consternation.

This astringent taste should be the taste of tears.

Whose tears are they?

She didn't cry.

The softness on the lips suddenly left. Long Zixuan held her head with his hand and pressed her face on his chest. His chin was gently placed on her head.

”Little feather, I don't like this heart either. You believe me, I will make you back to the original you. When I find the original heart, you will forgive me once and come back to me, OK?”