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Feng Xingying even heard his mouth spitting.

It's so exciting!

Actually swallowed at this bastard.

She was just hungry. It wasn't what he thought. Now explain, is it too late?

The answer is: too late!

Feng Xingying's subconscious reaction was a silent invitation to Qin Molin.

Since it was her acquiescence, he no longer wanted to be suppressed and patient.

Overwhelming kisses, dense and overbearing, like a gust of wind and rain, drops hit Feng Xingying's face and lips.

Feng Xingying's eyes were stained with a layer of blurred pink by his enthusiasm.

She didn't even have time to think, but just held his body subconsciously in response to his entanglement.

She slightly opened her lips, like an invitation to him.

Qin Molin's angular face was also stained with a layer of intoxication, and a thin layer of sweat beads was placed on the bridge of his strong nose. The thin lips were **** and elastic, and the two pieces that pressed her were soft.

Feng Xingying closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment of tranquility.

Her sudden softening seemed to invite him.

His tongue drove straight in, attacking the city slightly, with some crazy punishment, but afraid to hurt her.

Their emotions communicated lightly between lips and teeth.

Only the next moment, Qin Molin suddenly opened his cloak and wrapped Feng Xingying in it.

His eyes were red with ****, and he immediately recovered his clarity. He looked unhappyly at the front, his thin lips lightened, and a word coldly came out: "Go!"

"Don't be so unforgiving." The comer came out of the shadows: "In five days it will be his wife's birthday, and she wants to see you."

"No," Qin Molin's voice was cold.

"But his wife has been in a bad shape recently." The comer knelt under Qin Molin's feet.

"It's impossible! She's ill-healthy? Are you stupid or me stupid?" Qin Molin's face became a little colder: "It's useless to play this kind of trick in the future. I'm not free, Play with you. "

"Master, please, you can go back." But the man did not give up, and actually ran over to kneel at the feet of Qin Molin, holding his calf and holding his head.

"Reason." Qin Molin's voice still did not carry a little temperature.

Perhaps only Feng Xingying can hear a hint of depression from that cold voice.

Qin Molin, actually, nervous and worried?

The man refused to give a reason, so don't desperately **** his head in front of Qin Molin like pounding garlic.

Qin Molin frowned. He didn't like this feeling very much, and said coldly: "If you don't talk, I will kill you."

The servant didn't dare to die, and continued to hold Qin Molin's calf and scratched his head.

Qin Molin hummed softly and kicked him far away.

When the man returned again, Feng Xingying felt that his brain was not enough.

This man who does not look like he is kneeling at the feet of Qin Molin, scratching his head like pounding garlic and being humble, is actually the Spirit King!

When was the spirit king of Yunxi mainland so worthless?

No, the Spirit King is always a high being.

The only possibility is what kind of strength and power those who can drive the Spirit King.

The man was clever, and found that Qin Molin's room would allow strangers to exist, and she was a woman!

With Qin Molin's personality, how could an average person stay with her and let her watch it all.

So the man turned to Feng Xingying to kneel: "Girl, please, please help me to persuade my young master. Our mother misses the young master and falls in love."