Chapter 537 Hot Spring, Awakening 2

A fine warmth, soft and familiar touch came from the lips, which made Feng Xingying's weak and cold body find a hint of warmth.

Her heart, uncontrollable slight beating.

Feng Xingying was inexplicably excited.

As long as her heart is still beating, she will still be alive.

She can't let go of it all the time.

But after her heart beat, she pulled the frozen blood all over her body, causing pain.

She was so injured that every breath and every heartbeat was fatal pain.

Feng Xingying didn't care. All the pain was not enough, and the warmth between the lips and teeth.

Her eyes were closed, but she could sense the picture in front of her.

The handsome and unparalleled man is like a prince in a fairy tale, gloomy with his face that fascinates all beings.

The thin lips with clear edges and angular domineeringly covered the bloodline that Feng Xingying's facial features were flowing out.

His lips and teeth were scorching hot, and he carefully wiped the blood on her face.

Their bodies were soaked in a hot hot spring together.

The temperature in the water has reached at least 80 degrees, which can no longer be considered warm, but hot.

Such a temperature is simply unbearable for ordinary people.

But Qin Molin's body was not even afraid of flames, so how could he be afraid of this little temperature?

The thin layer of ice on the surface of Fengxingying's body was caused by the ultimate mysterious ice body transformed from the Nine Yin Jue Mai.

Such a temperature cannot even break the thin ice on its body surface, so how can it hurt her?

Only, the ice on Feng Xingying's face was melted little by little by little by Qin Molin's hot lips and teeth.

In this process, her biting coldness brought him coldness, coldness and despair that went straight into his heart.

"Feng Xingying, how can you be so cruel? It turns out that you really don't want to be responsible for me."

Qin Molin's voice was mute and silenced, with an indelible trace of sadness.

Just like an abandoned child, his sky is also filled with gray mist.

She is the coldness he can touch, the coldness is the heart, but it can dispel all his burning anxiety and haze.

Looking at Feng Xingying like this, he no longer suppressed his emotions.

The dexterous tongue, like a bridge, conveyed all his anxiety and all his passion to her.

This time, Feng Xingying's heart was very calm, he didn't think about anything or read anything.

She could not see his domineeringness, his beautiful obsession, and his love valley.

She couldn't smell the faint body scent and scorching smell that he knew was familiar with.

Because of her five senses, they were all on strike.

This time, Feng Xingying really made herself miserable.

Now Fengxingying only has feelings, the feeling from the depths of the soul.

She doesn't even have to think about who she is, or who she is. She doesn't have to worry about morality or the secular world.

She likes to be kissed like this and loves it.

She wants more.

She wanted to respond to him.

But Fengxingying still can't do it.

She could only feel his deeper affection and passion unilaterally.

His body was like a burning fire, increasing the temperature of a hot spring pool, just to ignite the ice that Fengxingying has never melted for thousands of years.

He transformed all his heartache and all his depression into body language.

Feng Xingying's heart began to beat slowly without competing.

She knew that her heart was beating for him.

She is also looking forward to his further deepening.

She felt her cold body, soothed by the scorching fire, and every pore began to melt.

Feel his tenderness and domineeringness.

Feng Xingying suddenly realized it. Read,

(End of this chapter)
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