Chapter 1271: Isn't she her?

These two poems have very special meaning for the two of them, almost portrayed in the bone marrow, but did not expect that Fang Xiyan now has no sense of these two poems, and has also approved one worthless—
It stands to reason that she liked those two poems at that time, and even if she was reincarnated, she should have a little impression or affection.
But did not expect--
Is she really impressed? Or is she perhaps not her?
The last guess made Feng Xiaoxun sink instantly! I almost dared not think about it ...
Will not! She should be her! How could it be so coincidental? She came from 380,000 years later, and is also called Fang Xiyan ...
But-what if it was a coincidence?
Is it really a joke for him?
After all, there are many people with the same name and surname in this world, and this situation is not impossible ...
Feng Xiaoxun was full of thoughts, and her heart was like fried ...
Although he can now restore his appearance as a demon, but the magic power has not been restored, and he cannot cast her soul to see ...
He was a little stunned for a moment, and was patted on the shoulder: "What's the matter with you, little devil? What's wrong with you? Why are your eyes straight?"
Feng Xiaoxun turned his head, facing the caring and curious eyes of Xi Yan above.
He got a hot head and blurted out a sentence: "Xi Yan, do you really like green?"
Fang Xiyan stroked his forehead, how strong the child is about green!
Her temper also came up: "If you don't like it, you don't like it! Sister puts on a green cabbage-like heart, it's useless to force you!"
Feng Xiaoxun: "..."
As if he had been hit by something, he strode forward.
What evil did this child have? Or does he think of himself as someone?
Fang Xiyan suddenly felt a little bit uncomfortable when he remembered his name's reaction when he knew it.
This kid must be treating her as someone ...
Probably that person usually likes wearing a green dress, so he rightly thinks she should also like to be cabbage heart
Fang Xiyan suddenly became depressed.
Who the is that guy?
Since he could regard himself as her, he should be about the same age as himself. Shouldn't be his little lover at this age? But not like his mother--
Fang Xiyan gave a greeting, just a little bit dreamy, and passed a string of red candied fruit to her: "Give you this."
Fang Xiyan looked at the sugar gourd, and then looked at Feng Xiaoxun. There seemed to be a flash of expectation in his eyes: "Come, eat."
Fang Xiyan usually likes to eat candy gourds. She took them in hand. The bunch of sugar gourds is full of red and tantalizing, and she has an attractive appetite. She looked at his empty hands and said, "Why? Didn't you buy it for yourself?" This adult eats, let the child watch?
This scene-Fang Xiyan felt a little unhappy, especially when she was looked at by passersby for a few times, she was even more embarrassed, and handed back the candy gourd: "You eat it yourself."
The light in Feng Xiaoxun's eyes scattered little by little, and it became deeper and deeper. He did not pick up this bunch of sugar gourds, but raised an eyebrow: "What? I don't like to eat it?"
Sister likes to eat, but you do n’t like me to eat!
Fang Xi Yanshun took out a few pennies from his pocket: "You eat this bunch, I'll buy it again."
The hawker selling candy gourds was not far away, and Fang Xiyan hurried over to buy another bunch, only to bite one in peace.