When he arrived at the Feng family, Qin Molin was domineeringly passing through the Feng family gate and sent her directly into Xinghuangyuan. Xiao                 

The Feng family wanted to stop him, but when they saw Leng Wang's face that was not close to him, no one dared to choose to die.

Even Feng Tianhao, the head of the Feng family, could only stare at the backs of the two of them angrily.

He had already ordered the guard to notify him when Feng Xingying came back.

Seeing that he was not legal in his family, he dared to ignore the safety of the Feng family and openly abandon the prince, and cut off the Feng family backer!

But at this moment, with Leng Wang seeing him off, he didn't even have the courage to get close to Feng Xingying.

Feng Tianhao took several deep breaths before he could barely calm down his depressed mood.

"I'm here." Feng Xingying lowered her head and spoke.

She is really afraid that this hooligan will be disagreeable and

He stared at her quietly.

She knows.

But he didn't dare to look up.

The two of them remained silent, but the atmosphere became colder and colder.

Even Yunxiang, who had brought Feng Xingying a bowl of sweet soup, was tactful and did not dare to disturb them. She hid quietly in the room and poked her head out to peep.

Qin Molin stared for a while before suddenly speaking:

"You are mine."

Feng Xingying's heart was suddenly stunned, raised her head and met his serious and deep eyes.

He doesn't seem to be joking.

But he is obviously so powerful, but the identity of King Leng is unparalleled in the entire Dali Kingdom, let alone the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion.

Compared to him, she is an orphan with nothing.

Feng Xingying never believes in beauty, even if she is beautiful, she is the most beautiful country.

But with Qin Molin's knowledge, there may be no shortage of beauties who are more beautiful than her around him and throw themselves into his arms.

Although his words were not confessed, they were very serious.

There was also a hint of grievance in his tone.

Did she owe him?

Feng Xingying was a little confused.

I looked at him quietly and couldn't speak.

"You are mine, don't touch other men again in the future." He finally explained clearly.

He also imitated the way Feng Xingying took pictures of Nangong Zhuo before, and intimately Feng Xingying's shoulders.

The shadow of the star is entangled with it.

That's enough, she simply doesn't want to pay attention to this naive guy.

"Zhuo'er is my brother! He is still a child."

"He is a man, he is not your brother, he likes you." Qin Molinyi stared at Feng Xingying's eyes seriously: "Promise me."

"What?"

"Don't touch other men in the future."

"Why?!" Feng Xingying was furious. This guy was too domineering.

"Um"

Come again!

But she just couldn't do anything to him. Her martial arts were not as good as him and she couldn't struggle at all.

Moreover, Qin Molin's skills seem to be constantly improving, and he can find Feng Xingying's sensitive points more and more, making her blush every time.

Lip part.

"Promise me."

"Qin Molin, you are domineering!" Feng Xingying was furious.

"Um"

again

The little girl Yunxiang's eyes were rubbed red, and her little head was not enough.

That was her lady, yes, she was her lady. She looked so beautiful, who else could she be except her lady? She still sorted out the lady’s type.

But is that man really His Highness Leng?

It’s really His Highness Leng!

The lady called him Qin Molin, and she would definitely not be wrong.

His real person is more handsome and cruel than the legend.

But what is he doing?

He kissed her lady again and again?

Didn’t Leng Wang be cold?

Didn’t it mean that King Leng may not like women?

Who can tell her what the scene in front of her is going on?
Chapter completed!