After the small animals were settled in the space, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin set up a fire stand by the waterfall and barbecue soup.

Qin Molin's cooking skills have improved recently. Based on traditional delicacies, this guy was actually inspired by Fengxingying's medicinal food and began to add some medicinal materials to the soup.

"What medicine have you put?" Feng Xingying looked at the pot of light green and fragrant broth with curiosity.

Qin Molin is also the only serving that can stew the broth to create this exquisite taste.

Qin Molin curled the corners of his lips and answered her seriously: "There are only you and me here, of course we have to put some love-inducing medicine."

His eyes were burning and fell on Feng Xingying's face.

Feng Xingying lowered her head guiltily, and responded in a low voice: "I hide in the space, you can't catch it."

Just when Feng Xingying came back to her senses, Qin Molin's face continued to magnify in her eyes.

Feng Xingying opened her mouth, and before he could hide, he had already grabbed her lips.

A kiss, deep.

When the lips were separated, Feng Xingying pushed Qin Molin away and whispered: "Stop making trouble, you are not afraid of being stuck in the pot."

"Okay. Have a meal first."

"Hu!" Feng Xingying exhaled.

But before she could come back to her senses, Qin Molin made another blow: "Feed you first, I can eat slowly."

"Uh..." He must have done it on purpose!

Feng Xingying had a pretty face and beautiful pink. She lowered her head and took a sip of the broth carefully stewed by Qin Molin.

The soup tastes fresh and mellow, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. But after drinking it, a hot stream even entered Feng Xingying's body, igniting her spiritual power, and even her skin turned into a faint redness, as if it was dyed with a layer of beautiful clouds.

"You can't, really..." Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin awkwardly, and even boldly reached out to brush his cheek.

Looking at the ripe face in front of him, Qin Molin could no longer control the boiling power of the prehistoric power in his heart.

Pack and take it away.

Pampering is carried out in a private space where two people belong.

Feng Xingying felt like she was drunk and couldn't control her heart. In the end, she simply let those delicate and shy mouths cut through the sky.

There are only the two of them in his world.

Want to love, endlessly.

His possession was like a gust of crazy wind, invading her over and over again and washing her.

Feng Xingying no longer thought about whether it should be.

She has him in her heart, and she in her heart.

They possess each other, and the sublimation from the body to the mind makes their spiritual power more pure.

Feng Xingying felt tired, so she hid in his arms and fell asleep heartlessly.

A smile appeared on Qin Molin's face, and his tongue sucked lightly on the tip of Fengxing's nose.

Feng Xingying was really tired, and he made breakthroughs along the way and kept rushing. After that, Qin Molin's medicine soup was of course not a lie, but just a medicine that can relax and regulate the body.

Feng Xingying has been under too much pressure during this period and needs to release herself.

After being released, you will naturally feel tired and distressed.

Because he leaned against Qin Molin, Feng Xingying slept soundly.

But after a deep sleep, the clear dream suddenly woke Feng Xingying up.

"What's wrong?" Qin Molin stretched out his arm and sang Feng Xingying on his chest.

Feng Xingying was still immersed in a terrifying dream, biting her lip and looking at Qin Molin.

When Feng Xingying saw this, Feng Xingying's dream appeared before her again.
Chapter completed!