Chapter 6o8 Not acquaintance 5: Sleep together

Fortunately, he was not interested in appreciating her clothes.

Feng Xingying put on her nightgown and shook the water droplets on her head comfortably.

Sure enough, great power does a miracle. Sometimes powerful spiritual power works better than any magic pill.

After Qin Molin used the wooden spiritual power to help her heal her wound, Feng Xingying felt that he was cured suddenly and his body became much more relaxed.

After stretching, Feng Xingying pounced on the soft bed, holding the quilt, and said to Qin Molin in a daze:

"I'm sleepy, go to bed, good night."

"good."

etc!

In the same sentence, why do I mean differently from what you understand?

When someone suddenly became quiet around him, Feng Xingying became furious and asked depressedly: "Your room is over there!"

"I can't sleep alone." Feng Xingying originally wanted to give him full marks for this hooligan excuse.

But she was the one who was being gangstered. What's this called?

Feng Xingying pushed him helplessly: "Go back to sleep."

"Sleep together." Qin Molin reached out and circled the furious Fengxing shadow in his arms: "I want to protect you at all times."

“…”

Another perfect excuse for playing hooligan!

"Qin Molin, you bastard, you must have not lost your memory, right?" Feng Xingying was almost crying helplessly.

However, Qin Molin didn't care how furious she was, and was only responsible for snatching the furious kitten and sleeping on his own.

He is very strong, and Feng Xingying can't escape.

After Feng Xingying failed to get angry, she had to lie down obediently.

After he calmed down, the blurry and quiet outline in the semi-dark always made Feng Xingying unable to help but think of his quiet and beautiful appearance when he was locked in the ice coffin.

Her face was a little red inexplicably and she twisted uneasyly.

He seemed to feel her uneasy and reached out and patted her head like a big brother:

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt when you fall asleep."

He thought she had a wound pain!

But the action of him reaching out to press her head in his arms just made her lips hold on his collarbone.

Damn it!

What do men do so evilly?!

Feng Xingying was about to cry without tears.

But he has even more evil methods.

His hand actually reached into her spacious nightgown.

Affected by the demon blood, Qin Molin's body temperature has always been higher than that of ordinary people. Holding him is more like holding a hot water bag.

The temperature on his hands was like a hot spring.

Feng Xingying felt comfortable and wanted to exhale, then she realized their ambiguity and wanted to resist.

She is a man now, and she doesn't want to suddenly turn Qin Molin into bends.

She really wanted to shout "The Queen Bee Sister to save me." Is it still too late to regret it now?

The answer is: It's too late!

Qin Molin's hand slid down along Feng Xingying's cold back skin. Feng Xingying is the opposite of Qin Molin. Her body is like ice cubes all year round, cool, but warm as jade.

Feng Xingying's heart was almost in his throat.

Fortunately.

Qin Molin's fingers slid to Feng Xingying's wound, stopped and tried to use Maimaimu spiritual power as gently as possible to warm the wound for her.

"Be good, it won't hurt." His other hand patted Feng Xingying's little head.

Feng Xingying could feel that Qin Molin's body temperature was also rising.

Damn, she can't move any more.

But she couldn't control herself!

Especially Qin Molin's hand, which came into contact with her wound, fell gently and warmly on her back, making Feng Xingying even more numb.

But she couldn't explain anything.

She is now the young Ye Xing!

Qin Molin was just helping her heal her wounds as a big brother.
Chapter completed!