Because she quite likes him like this...

The boy had never encountered such a situation before. His face felt like it was burning and extremely hot. His reason told him to push Chen Yan away, but his body was obsessed with the feeling she gave him.

What's wrong with him?

It's so hot.

Suddenly, she said.

"Since you like me, why don't you want to restore your memory?"

The young man instantly became much more sober. He stared at Chen Yan with complicated eyes. It turned out that she still treated him as someone else.

He reached out and pushed her hand away.

His tone was cold, "I don't like it..."

"You want to kiss me?"

juvenile:"……"

His eyes lingered honestly on her lips, and his heart was slightly restless, but he soon reacted.

"In no mood."

"Okay." Chen Yan nodded.

A sense of inexplicable loss and irritability surged in the boy's heart.

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Chen Yan felt that her beauty trap had failed.

She stretched out her hand.

The young man grabbed her wrist, and when he found that her hand was so slender, he unconsciously loosened his grip a little.

Chen Yan easily broke free from his restraints, then she reached out and pulled his collar back in place.

Then, she wanted to help him tie his belt, but——

As soon as she touched his lower back, he shuddered.

Chen Yan felt something hit him.

By the time she reacted, the boy had disappeared from where he was.

That was just...

Chen Yan stood up and called out, "Bai Yao."

No one responded.

Chen Yan pushed open the door and looked around, but still did not see the boy.

Moreover, the temperature of her earlobes gradually decreased.

This means that Bai Yao is getting further and further away from her.

Chen Yan lowered her eyes. She had no intention of leaving here to look for him.

She turned and went back into the house.

There is a saying: The monk can run away but the temple cannot.

She was waiting for him here.

As time passed, the temperature seemed to drop a little bit.

The entire God's Falling Land became dark.

Chen Yan was meditating and recuperating in the house.

After about three hours, the temperature of her earlobes became higher and higher.

She slowly opened her eyes.

——Bai Yao is back.

She was about to get up when she heard a noise outside.

"Open the door." The voice was a little hoarse.

Chen Yan became suspicious and opened the door. What she saw next was a handsome young man in white clothes stained with blood. He was covering his chest with his hands and lowering his head.

It looks like it's in a lot of pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Yan's face changed slightly and he walked over quickly.

She reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to check for signs of his pulse, but he grabbed her hand instead.

Chen Yan was slightly startled and looked down at his hand.

His palms seemed to have a thin layer of calluses as they brushed against her skin.

She looked up again, only to be met with a pair of deep and dangerous eyes.

The young man's voice was low and hoarse, with a kind of annoying pleasantness. He asked with a slight smile: "Can you heal me?"

Chen Yan stared at him and nodded slightly.

Then, she helped the young man into the stone house. When they stepped over the threshold of the stone house, the aura of power around them seemed to fluctuate.

Chen Yan's eyes darkened.

Inside the stone house, the young man sat on the stone bed.

He was pale and the wounds on his body were still bleeding.

It seemed to soak the white clothes.

Chen Yan walked closer, leaned over, and helped him unbuckle his belt.

The young man did not look shy. He stared at Chen Yan with an inquiring look in his eyes.

When Shen Yan looked up at him, his expression changed again and his cheeks turned slightly red.

Chen Yan helped him take off his outer clothes, and then his inner clothes.

He was shirtless.

His skin was fair, and the redness of the wound formed a sharp contrast.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, smooth abdominal muscles, and extremely strong hormones.

Chen Yan did not apply medicine to stop the bleeding immediately, but reached out and touched his 'dogwood', gently brushing it.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Chen Yan said, "Why is it a little red here? It still looks better when it's pink and tender."

"Maybe it's because you're injured." The boy didn't stop her behavior, but let her tease and play with him.

Chen Yan put her hand away, applied medicine to stop the bleeding, and then bandaged the wound with gauze.

During this time, she didn't say anything.

The boy just looked at her quietly.

"Okay." Chen Yan took back the medicine and the remaining gauze.

Immediately, she looked down at him and said, "Bai Yao, have you thought about it?"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Considerate on what?"

"What I told you before."

"You told me so many things that I don't know which one you were talking about specifically?" A nonchalant smile spread across the young man's lips, his hands slightly supported behind him, looking like a bohemian and uninhibited person.

He was born with a pair of affectionate eyes, and when he smiled, he became even more bewitching.

Chen Yan acted as if she hadn't seen it and said calmly, "You said you would leave with me."

"Leave?" The young man suppressed his smile, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, you said you would leave with me."

Suddenly, the young man stood up without any warning. He was tall, a head taller than Shen Yan. When he stood in front of Shen Yan, he created a strong sense of oppression.

The young man reached out and frivolously lifted Chen Yan's chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze. His smile became somewhat devious, revealing an unsettling aura: "I don't think I promised you."

Although his tone of voice was inquiring, the affirmative meaning in it was self-evident.

"You are not Bai Yao."

"I thought you wouldn't expose me, so I could keep on pretending." The boy chuckled happily, staring at her with a playful look.

Without waiting for Chen Yan to speak, he slowly leaned over and sniffed Chen Yan lightly.

"You have my scent on you."

He also spoke in an affirmative tone.

When Chen Yan heard this, she frowned slightly. Did she recognize the wrong person?

No, whether it is Bai Yao or the person in front of him, they are all fragments of Feng Xingyao's soul.

Could it be that the five soul fragments were divided into five people?

But why can these five soul fragments transform into so many people?

However, the four soul fragments in her storage space can only transform into one person, and the time they can transform into a human form is only a few days.

What is the difference between these fragments?

The boy saw her distracted, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and at this moment——

There was a noise outside the stone house.

The young man sneered immediately.

You got back so quickly?

"Chen Yan!" Bai Yao's anxious shout came from outside the house.

Chen Yan came back to her senses and was about to take action when the young man beside her suddenly gathered his strength to restrain her and reached out to hold her in his arms.

He smiled softly, "You have my scent on you, so it must be mine."

Chen Yan: "..." You are all Feng Xingyao's clones. In this case, you should all be mine.