She was like the other side that he had been missing for a long time. Now she found it, and was connected together, and finally it was perfect.

The barriers that had always troubled him were also smashed to pieces at this moment.

But Qin Molin didn't want to rush to make a breakthrough.

Because now, there are things that are more important than breakthroughs.

Her refreshing breath and natural and clear voice are the beauty he wants to cherish the most at this moment.

It was not until this moment that Qin Molin felt that he was really a real person, not a monster in the mouths of others.

It was not until he had her that he realized that he could be stronger and stronger, for himself and for Fengxingying.

Only by becoming stronger can he protect what he wants and can he live up to her affection.

He would not say these words, but would only do them silently.

Use all the love and satisfaction to let her understand.

Feng Xingying's melancholy and suppressed low voice was the best affirmation of him.

It made him completely tireless and stayed up all night.

Once, again and again.

Over and over again.

He wanted to do it hard, becoming more and more cruel, like a bloodthirsty beast, finding delicious prey.

But his cruelty was like a strong poison, which made her unable to escape, and she went deeper and deeper into it.

In the end, Feng Xingying's consciousness was already blurred, and she just responded instinctively, felt instinctively, and instinctively gave her voice that was ashamed of herself.

Little did they know that outside the ice spring, there was a beautiful figure, trembling all over, but they refused to leave.

The scene she had dreamed of for more than ten years was ruthlessly taken away by another woman.

The joy in Feng Xingying's voice seemed to be the best satirization and declaration of war on her.

She embedded her nails hard into her flesh, but she couldn't help but feel even more painful.

A heat gushed between her legs, but her heart became even colder.

The man she wants never touches her.

If he is cold, he should be cold to all women.

Why, at this moment, he tirelessly sent Feng Xingying into the sky? Could it be that only Feng Xingying can turn all his depression into happiness?

All she heard before was the howl of the painful demon blood. At this moment, his voice was filled with intoxication and satisfaction. It was brought to him by Feng Xingying, not her.

Thinking about her previous demonstration against Feng Xingying, no wonder she was sarcastically sarcastically. She even felt that she was a loser, a complete clown.

No, she is the daughter of the Ling family, and she cannot bear such humiliation.

Sooner or later, she will replace her and be with that man.
Chapter completed!