He was not wearing anything.

he.

asshole!

Feng Xingying suddenly took a bite in his chest.

He still didn't let go, and hugged her soft body tightly and pressed it against his chest.

"Qin Molin, you really can't remember me?" Feng Xingying's voice was like a ray of warm wind, with a charming temperature in the softness.

Qin Molin's Adam's apple choked unconsciously, then quickly recovered from calmness and patted Feng Xingying's head: "Little guy, stop making trouble, I'll hold you to sleep."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Feng Xingying is crazy.

"You don't think there is any difference between me and you?"

"Well, your chest muscles are well developed, they are even bigger than mine." Qin Molin freed up a hand and brushed Feng Xingying's shadow.

Chest, muscle!

Is Feng Xingying crying, or crying?

She always had a sense of intuition that Qin Molin had recovered his memory. Otherwise, how could he have attacked a man in a mad manner?

However, his behavior was not like.

"Qin Molin! If you lied to me, I will ignore you again!" Feng Xingying spoke in anger.

His fingers, passing through her chest muscles, seemed to me to prove that hers were a little bigger than his, and he unconsciously gave the conclusion:

“It’s just too soft.”

"..." Feng Xingying had the urge to hit someone.

He obviously took advantage of her, why is he still so righteous?

Instead, it makes her feel awkward?

Very angry!

Qin Molin ignored the furry kitten and continued to touch her back with one hand, while the other hand was still rubbing her chest.

This rogue!

"Qin Molin." Feng Xingying's voice was soft and cowardly, with a hint of ethereality.

Qin Molin stared at her delicate red lips, and the love valley in her eyes was as dark as ink, burning Feng Xingying's eyes.

Feng Xingying quickly lowered her head, quietly not daring to be arrogant anymore.

"Be good, go to sleep." Qin Molin raised a curve in the corner of his lips, reached out to touch Feng Xingying's head, and followed her smooth length and stroked it.

Feng Xingying was as quiet as a kitten, allowing his hands to wander gently on her body.

A sound of symmetrical breathing came.

Qin Molin looked awkwardly at the little guy who was asleep in his arms again, and shook his head helplessly.

Her body temperature was slightly cool, just like the touch of a spiritual crystal.

He always rubbed his fingers gently with heartache, wanting to bring her some warmth, for fear that she would be frozen.

Especially her healing wound, it seemed to be really numb and itchy.

When his fingers pass by, she will subconsciously make a kitten-like humming sound, which is very tempting.

He couldn't help but rub it lightly, just scratched it with his fingertips.

Qin Molin didn't dare to exert force at all, for fear of affecting the healing of the wound.

Qin Molin's temperature is getting higher and higher.

I really want to eat her.

Feng Xingying slept heartlessly and became more and more fragrant.

This sleep makes you sleep soundly.

After sleeping until midnight, she got up again, looked at Qin Molin who was sleeping, tiptoed out, and secretly changed her clothes in a place without anyone else.

Little did he know that Qin Molin opened his eyes long after she moved, and was far behind her.

Feng Xingying changed to the palace maid Xiao Lingdang's dress, and went to conspire for Nangong Yulian again.

"Little Lingdang, why are you missing again!" The sensitive Nangong Yulian seemed to have guessed something about Xiao Lingdang's disappearance, but this is not important. What is important is that this person is useful to her.

"Your medicine can only disfigure Gu Dandan, but you can't kill her!" Nangong Yulian was unwilling to give up.
Chapter completed!