Chapter 1492: No if

Feng Xiao looked deadlocked, and finally seemed to understand the problem: "Stand-in? Who said you were a stand-in? You are her, you are her reincarnation!"
He finally spoke out!
Fang Xiyan turned slowly, staring at his eyes, no longer flinching: "I am her reincarnation? Where did you verify this? After all, we look different, don't we?"
Fang Xiyan didn't know what happened to her.
When this man was a sword, and I was a fish, what she should do was to default to this double, trying to keep this so-called reincarnation identity, without letting him have any doubt. She can live a little better, so that he won't be against him.
Rather than deliberately provoke his suspicion, what if he was told that he was not the reincarnation of Feiyue? I am afraid that there is no way to live!
She knew this very well, and she had been careful to maintain this delicate balance.
But at this moment, her heart was inexplicable and inexplicable, there was an impulse to tear open all the illusions!
Feng Xiaoxun froze, holding her arm tight: "I have my own skills. Xi Yan, you are indeed the reincarnation of Feiyue, it is my beloved who has waited for nearly two thousand years Person. I have been waiting for you to come back, I have been waiting very hard, I have done many things that I did not want to do to get you back ... "
He sighed and talked about his Acacia over the years,
Fang Xiyan's heart cooled down inch by inch. Although this devil is so different, he is also an infatuated character. If he didn't take her as a substitute, she would be moved by his infatuation. But now--
She pursed her lips, and then pursed her lips again: "What if-I am not her?" Her voice was very light and very light, but her eyes were extremely bright: "If I were not her, what would you do?"
Feng Xiaoxun suffocated, paused, and hugged her even more tightly: "If not, you are her. This seat can't be wrong."
Fang Xiyan seemed to slap him: "What if it's wrong? Would you--kill me?"
Feng Xiaoxun raised her eyebrows, and her fingertips circled her lips: "Stupid girl, you think more. My instinct is not wrong, you are her, but you have no memory of her. But the soul It's still the same. How could I kill you? I don't have enough time to hurt you! "
She pressed her head to her chest: "Okay, don't think about some of these anymore. Are you still tired? It seems that you can work a bit more ..." He bowed his head and kissed her lips again, Swallowed everything she wanted to export ...
He's been separated from her for so long, and he's been abstinent for so long. How can she do this once? Now that she has some energy, he just squeezes her out ...
Fang Xiyan took a nap, and just now she felt like she was being torn. She was still hot in a certain position. She subconsciously avoided: "Don't hurt!"
Feng Xiaoxun kissed her earlobe: "Relax, it won't hurt anymore ..." He moved again and stepped on--