The lady blushed and looked so cute.

Draw it down, draw it down!

Yunxiang turned around secretly, took a pen, and was painting.

Qin Shiyi moved his body gently to block Qin Molin's view from Yunxiang.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Molin spoke in a gentle voice as possible.

Feng Xingying looked confused, stared at Qin Molin in a daze, and nodded subconsciously.

When did the evil man Qin be so easy to talk to?

Isn’t he the type that can scare sesame seeds into tears with just one look?

How could it be, so gentle?

Qin Molin personally served a bowl of fish soup for Feng Xingying and placed it in her hand. He watched Feng Xingying have a dazed state and drink the soup in small sips.

He was in a good mood and picked up a piece of grilled fish for her carefully.

"Open your mouth."

"ah."

Feng Xingying couldn't believe the entrance of the fish block. This Qin Molin was still the cold king Qin Molin.

Did she meet the fake Qin Molin?

However, the fish is really delicious.

"Do you still want it?"

"Yes." Feng Xingying replied subconsciously.

"I will satisfy you." Qin Molin chuckled.

???

Is there something that we don’t communicate well?

Feng Xingying was dizzy.

Before she could react, Qin Molin had already taken action and hugged Feng Xingying and drove away in the clouds.

"My fish soup..." Feng Xingying was about to cry without tears. "I only took two sips."

"good."

The fish soup was swept away by Qin Molin.

But what I mean is not fish soup, but I stay here!

Also, what's going on when my fish soup is in your mouth?

Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin with a resentful look on his face.

I was busy for two hours and was hit by my master. It was very hard and I didn’t even have to drink a bowl of fish soup. Should I be so domineering?

Qin Molin was amused by Feng Xingying's little eyes, and reached out to hold up her little head and pressed her lips on.

“Hmm?”

Before Feng Xingying could react, the fragrant liquid had already entered her mouth.

Feng Xingying subconsciously swallowed it, and then his face turned red.

She said she wanted to drink fish soup, but she didn't say she wanted to feed him!

And this is the feeding method.

Really.

Feng Xingying wanted to struggle, but she opened her mouth. White fish soup overflowed from Feng Xingying's lips, leaving a white line on the corner of her lips.

Qin Molin rolled his tongue nearby and wiped away the trace of her with she.

This picture is a bit weird and gorgeous.

Feng Xingying was furious and wanted to struggle to break free from his arms.

It’s a pity that Qin Molin wouldn’t let her escape.

Feng Xingying's body was entangled by strands of vines, locking her tightly.

These vines are all transformed by Qin Molin's spiritual power, and even if Feng Xingying resists, it will be futile.

Now, she could only watch Qin Molin take another sip of fish soup in peace.

Then come to feed her again.

When did Qin Molin become so gentle and considerate?

Feng Xingying looked at the face that was constantly magnifying in front of her eyes in shock.

His facial features are so delicate that it makes people jealous, especially with some cold and hard lines in elegance. At first glance, it looks a bit alienated, but it is really beautiful, like an exquisite artistic sculpture.

When the artistic sculpture comes to you, will you feed you fish soup?

Feng Xingying still opened her mouth consciously and swallowed the fish soup obediently.

A satisfied smile spread across the corner of Qin Molin's lips.

Feng Xingying felt that she must have been possessed by evil today, and she actually saw the least emotion on his face - gentleness.

Leng Wang Qin Molin is gentle?

Will anyone believe it if you say it?

Feng Xingying continued to get distracted, and her mind was full of messy things.

Qin Molin's next mouthful of fish soup has arrived again.
Chapter completed!