Talk about the crowd.

Do you think Qin Molin can't hear it if he whispers in a low voice? He is not an ordinary person at all!

Qin Molin also heard some wind whispers, and then realized that he was too impulsive, and he actually pulled the little guy out.

He didn't really think about it at the time, just thought he was very ungrateful, so he took it out.

Let go now.

It seems too late?

After Qin Molin let go, he realized that the little scoundrel was holding his waist without any appearance.

How is this possible!

Qin Molin hates others getting close to him the most, let alone getting intimate contact, regardless of gender, except Feng Xingying.

Moreover, his spiritual sense is extremely strong, and he can feel it immediately as long as someone approaches.

When did this young man named Ye Xing hug his waist? He didn't even feel it!

It was not that he did not notice it, but that he did not feel that there was nothing wrong with it, which meant that he had agreed to his behavior.

Damn, why is this happening?

At this moment, even Qin Molin himself felt that he shouldn't have really been bent?

Seeing Qin Molin looking at her, Feng Xingying raised his head and gave him a sunny smile that was fascinating and worthy of his life.

"Don't let go?" Qin Molin's anger was extinguished by the sunny smile of the boy in front of him.

"Oh. Am I afraid of falling off? I've called your brother, what's wrong with you asking me to hug you? There are a lot of meat." He was still confident. The most hateful thing is that this little guy is addicted to hug you and has no intention of letting go.

"Oh? Then you have to hold on." Qin Molin sneered.

"Why?"

Before Feng Xingying could react, Qin Molin had already drawn his Flaming Lion King, stepped onto the spirit beast mount, and galloped away.

Feng Xingying is like a waist pendant, always holding Qin Molin's waist.

Qin Molin must have done it on purpose!

His mount is getting faster and faster, and Feng Xingying doesn't even have the chance to let go.

Because she would fall down once she let go, and then she would fall miserably.

So change your posture?

Feng Xingying tried it once and wanted to climb onto the back of the Black Jade Lion King to find a place to sit steadily.

As a result, Qin Molin was so scared that his hands and feet were retracted and continued to hang himself on him like a waist pendant.

Poor Feng Xingying wanted to act like a scoundrel by relying on her men's clothing, but she was counterattacked.

Qin Molin was not sympathetic to boys at all. The black jade lion king flew all the way, and the wind was running at lightning.

Feng Xingying compared it like this and felt that he was forcibly imprisoned and hugged by him yesterday, that was paradise!!!

The level of the Black Jade Lion King can reach the train level. She hangs it on Qin Molin's waist like hanging on the window of a train.

That feeling was sore.

If she hadn't been a spiritual master and had a fire spirit shield to protect her body, just the turbulent wind that was coming towards her could turn Feng Xingying's fair little face into a bloody ugly cat.

In short, she only treats the waist pendant once and will never seek abuse again!

After finally reaching the backyard of Tongtian Pavilion, Feng Xingying was able to escape the torture, and successfully let go of his hand, panting beside him in a mess.

No, his spiritual power was exhausted. Now Feng Xingying felt weak even when he raised his legs, let alone continue to play a waist pendant game with him.

If it is not yet, Feng Xingying will really let go halfway.

Especially when Feng Xingying suddenly realized that he saw Qin Molin's smiling face.

"You did it on purpose!" He must have deliberately calculated the limit of Feng Xingying, and then controlled the system and landing location. Otherwise, he would not have chosen Tongtian Pavilion.
Chapter completed!