Chapter 582: Long-lost kiss

Before he finished speaking, Han Fei's mouth was blocked.
A cool and soft thing touched her lips, blocking the rest of her words.
This is a...kiss.
Han Fei's eyes widened, looking at the mask close at hand, cold and merciless.
It was in sharp contrast with the heat in the mouth.
Han Fei suddenly resisted, even though her body got a pleasant sensation that was so comfortable that her hair would tremble from the kiss, but she still waved her hand suddenly and lifted his mask.
The lips are separated.
That handsome, extremely familiar face appeared in front of Han Fei.
There was a tingling and soreness in the eyes.
At this moment, Han Fei's dim eyes were regaining little by little, as if the last curtain covering her eyes had been lifted. Her vision was extremely clear, and even the eyelashes of the person in front of her could be seen clearly.
How could she admit wrong with this face.
This face completely confirmed her guess.
This face is Qin Che.
The person who has been by Han Fei's side, has been protecting her, and who has been hiding behind her like a shadow is Qin Che.
Even though there was already a guess in her heart, Han Fei's heartbeat still missed a beat.
How long has she not seen this face?
How long has it been since I took a good look at him?
It's been a long time, but the traces of his existence are still deep in her memory.
Can not be erased.
Han Fei felt that the heat in her body was going away a little bit, which meant that she had another affair, and this medicine, if she guessed correctly, probably only had three affair.
However, she can no longer take care of this.
Her hoarse voice reluctantly spoke: "Qin Che."
When these two words popped out of the mouth, there was a little vibrato.
Qin Che pursed his mouth and said hard, "Yes, it's me."
This time, he no longer deliberately changed his voice, but showed his own voice, and the familiar spine trembled.
Han Fei smiled and said, "Why are you?"
Qin Che wanted to kiss Han Fei's lips again, but Han Fei's head turned, his lips fell on her cheeks.
"The game is over here."
she says.
A long time ago, before guessing his true identity, she said to herself that if one day they treat each other completely and honestly, then this game of avoiding my guess is over.
"Han Fei, I'm sorry."
Han Fei shook her head and said, "There is no apology between us."
Qin Che was silent for a while, his thin lips lightly opened, and he said word by word: "I will always be by your side."
【I will always be at your side. 】
At this moment, the two people seem to overlap completely.
At the moment, he was dressed in a white shirt, and his whole body was wet without damaging his temperament.
Thousands of years ago, he was dressed in armor, with iron bones and a handsome face.
Han Fei's eyes widened, and for a while, as if she understood everything, her mind was blank, and everything was gone.
This is... her him, the real him, the real, chilling.
A name popped out of Han Fei's red lips.
"A Ling..."
Qin Che smiled, and his smile instantly resolved the coldness and danger on his face, as if a spring breeze bloomed on ice.
That was her favorite smile.
[Ling, why don't you smile? The girls in the next village like to watch you smile. 】
[Ling, you smile a lot, you look so beautiful. 】
【Ling...】
In response to her twittering question, it was his simple sentence.
[My smile just blooms for you. 】
The memory seems to flow back, everything in the past seems to appear before the eyes, and everything will reappear.
Han Fei felt that her eyes were a little hot and moist. She wanted to cry and laugh, what she wanted to say, but she couldn't say anything. Her expression was extremely complicated.
She had never thought that this Qin Che would be cold, and she had never thought that he would recover his memory when she didn't know it.
Han Fei said in a daze, "When did... the matter..."
Qin Che stretched out his hand and hugged Han Fei, but this time, Han Fei didn't struggle anymore.
"When I decided to wear a mask and appear behind you as your shadow."
Han Fei stayed in his arms, only feeling exhausted, her usual strength and tolerance disappeared.
Yes, for such a long time, only this person can make her let go of fatigue, let go of strength, reveal the most true side, without scruples.
Han Fei’s body gradually started to heat up, and the time of each round of sentiment would be faster and more violent than the previous one, but this time of sentiment, Han Fei did not seem to feel terrible, and a certain point in her heart was stable. It was a long-lost peace of mind.
"You still look like this."
Thousands of years ago, he was like this, in the face of danger, standing in front of her, even if she had already possessed a powerful force, he never changed.
When she was calm, she stood behind her silently, following her as her shadow.
When needed, he would drive side by side with her, never stepping back.
It is because of him that she puts down all her guards a little bit, likes a little bit, and cares a little bit.
Han Fei didn't know what reason to use to refuse, even because of her poisoning, her reason was more fragile and extra sensitive.
Han Fei's voice was stained with a bit of crying, and said, "Asshole."
Qin Che did not refute, and said, "Well, I am."
"Asshole."
"I'm here."
"Why didn't you tell me that you remembered everything."
"Atonement."
"You don't have to forgive sin at all."
"I hurt you, when I didn't know and couldn't control it."
Han Fei closed her eyes and said, "I forgive you."
"But I can't forgive myself."
Han Fei raised her head and said fiercely: "You must be against me, right!:"
Qin Che said with helplessness and petting, "You will always be right."
Han Fei took a few breaths and said, "My passion is coming again."
Qin Che was silent.
Han Fei seemed to like him so much, and their identities at the moment were completely reversed.
Originally she was resisting, evading, and even asking him to go away, but now, after Han Fei stopped resisting, Qin Che's expression appeared hesitated.
"What medicine do you need?"
Han Fei reluctantly still had a trace of reason, and said: "Well, the effect of this medicine is too strong, too late. Either I will carry it over or find me a man."
Qin Che seemed to have not accepted the contrast between Han Fei, and was taken aback for a moment, and said, "If you can't carry it..."
Han Fei smiled and said, "That's the death of Qiqiao."
Qin Che's hands holding Han Fei stiffened.
And Han Fei, while struggling, couldn't help but rush to a trace of pleasure for his pause.