Feng Xingying only slept for a while.

When she opened her eyes, what hit her eyes was the familiar but never tired of looking at her.

The trembling eye feathers that trembled when she opened her eyes just happened to touch Qin Molin's thick eyelashes. Qin Molin's lips were only a distance from her lips.

At such an ambiguous distance, Feng Xingying's face turned red.

The most important thing is that she is lying on a recliner that is almost like a chaise longue in her yard. Qin Molin presses on her, their bodies are completely against each other, and his face is almost against her.

What is this?

"Get out of here!" Feng Xingying furiously reached out and pushed Qin Molin.

Feeling Feng Xingying woke up, Qin Molin did not press down his lips and kissed him, nor did he get up, but instead.

A series of spiritual powers like green vines completely imprisoned Feng Xingying.

What a sinister guy!

Feng Xingying wanted to enter the Xihuang Sword Space, but she found that she could not enter at all. Even if she summoned the sword spirit master and sent her in, it was impossible.

Is this bastard sure to eat her?

"Get up!" Feng Xingying could only use all his strength to push him.

However, Qin Molin's body was as stable as Mount Tai, and she couldn't push it at all.

And Qin Molin was really like a stone sculpture, pressing on her without moving, without speaking, or making any moves.

Fortunately, the clothes on both of them are complete and not too embarrassing.

"Qin Molin, are you crazy?" The more he forced her, the more angry she became: "What do you want? You already have a childhood sweetheart, why are you here to provoke me again?"

Qin Molin still said nothing and just looked at Feng Xingying's vivid face quietly.

She looked cold and rarely had such rich expressions, and these expressions were all because of him.

He didn't want to miss it, he even wanted to just look at her quietly.

Seeing that his face was indifferent, Feng Xingying felt even more wronged.

It's not him!

"It's all you, you monster. Who made you look so handsome and hook up with beauty everywhere! Humph!" Feng Xingying still pushed his chest with his hand, trying to push the person away from her.

Obviously, she was in vain.

His strength is not something she can shake.

"You have to suppress your snow fairy. If you have to get sick, go find your snow fairy. What do you have to torture me? Let me tell you, Feng Xingying is heartless. Even if I sleep with you today, I will not be responsible for you!"

Feng Xingying didn't know if she was ignorant, so she actually said such words.

She never wants to be a jealous woman because she feels that men who make you crazy about jealousy are not worthy of your jealousy.

People who are not dedicated to their feelings are always on Feng Xingying's blacklist.

For example, Nangong Chu, in fact, no matter how he pleases him, Feng Xingying could not give him his love, because he has many wives and concubines, Feng Xingying never wants to share his love with others.

It's understandable, but she can't accept it.

"Go away, I hate you!" Feng Xingying's hand movements became even more intense.

Unfortunately, it was still fruitless.

He watched her seductive red lips break up and get together, as if expressing his desire, attracting him to keep getting closer.

Qin Molin's rational string broke, his body suddenly tensed, and his body temperature also increased.

Feng Xingying felt the change between his legs, and his face turned red. He, he, he, he.

Although Feng Xingying said that he was not responsible for sleeping, she didn't really think so. Her heart was not ready yet. Even in the era of material desires and open-minded thoughts in the past, Feng Xingying never really experienced the joy of men and women.
Chapter completed!