Feng Xingying was in a bad mood, and even Qin Molin suffered.

"It's all you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have provoked a mad dog like Ling Chuxue." Feng Xingying gave Qin Molin a hatred.

Qin Molin curled his lips and smiled, and drew over Feng Xingying's shoulders in a doting way: "Okay, I'm a mad dog. So would you like to be bitten by a mad dog?"

"I don't want to!" Feng Xingying was angry, how could he make it easier?

If you meet this rogue Qin Molin, you can't do anything if you don't want to.

Because he had already moved his mouth, and gently bit her ears, neck, cheeks, and numbness.

"Are you a dog? You bite people!" Feng Xingying rarely pushed him away, his face turned red and his ears were about to explode.

Qin Molin suddenly stretched out his slender arm and held her tightly in his arms.

Time seems to be still.

He just hugged her quietly and greedily sniffed her familiar breath.

"you……"

"Be good, let me hold it for a while."

Faced with Qin Molin who was suddenly serious, Feng Xingying was really at a loss.

Her heart, which was a little irritable because of Dean Xiao, slowly calmed down in his hug.

His embrace is pure, only friendship, no **.

It makes people feel very comfortable and comfortable.

"I'm leaving for a while, it won't be too long. Be obedient and take good care of yourself." His voice was gentle, with a trace of bewitching demon.

“When will I not take care of myself?”

"Yes, you are the best at taking care of yourself. The situation may have changed recently. You can go to Tongtian Pavilion to retreat. Every Star Lord has his own retreat room, where you took you to the last time."

"Okay, I understand, the nagging Lord Lord!" Feng Xingying looked helpless: "I will go to seclusion after you leave, okay?"

"Well, be good." He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the length between her forehead, as if he was caressing a child lovingly.

They are not children, they fall!

However, Feng Xingying dares not fry her hair now. Once the fry is blown, it may lead to a certain person's beast surname.

Unfortunately, her gentle cooperation still aroused someone's beast valley.

Qin Molin's lips were soft and hot, with a hint of fresh warmth, brushing through her ears, dyeing her delicate earlobes red.

It seemed as if the moment flowers bloomed, Feng Xingying's heart also opened a crack.

She suddenly tiptoed and rubbed a little vermilion coldness on his evil face.

Qin Molin's temperature was ignited by her with a loud bang.

Overwhelming!

It was too late for Feng Xingying to escape.

His pursuit was everywhere in every corner of her.

Light every cold cell of her.

Fortunately, Qin Molin knows how to behave properly.

He teased every part of her, but he tried it casually.

He opened every inch of her pores, allowing her heart to bloom freely like an unfolded bud, but not to be dispersed by the sudden storm.

His kiss was thin and long, as if he was telling the reluctance and longing of parting.

Lip part.

Fengxingying is like a fish that lacks water, gasping for breath, and a faint layer of powder is covered with a delicate cheek.

Her eyes were filled with mist, like a net, which drew people's hearts.

Qin Molin's all self-control collapsed at this moment.

He held her domineeringly and kissed her hard, as if he was going to use up all his strength and rub her into his body and take her away.

"Woo, you~"

Feng Xingying's voice that wanted to resist was weakly unable to break through the barriers that were hopeless in his valley.
Chapter completed!