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"What did you say?" Feng Xingying now looked like a poor little rabbit.

Well, staying with Sesame for a long time, pretending to be pitiful, Feng Xingying has learned a few percent.

"You will speak." Qin Molin's voice, with magical magnetism, was like a wizard's spell.

Before waiting for Feng Xingying to return to his mind, his familiar handsome face had enlarged infinitely in her pupil.

Feng Xingying could not help but step back, but he stretched out his arm and hugged her firmly.

His lips choked with revenge, biting a bright line of blood from her lips.

His valley yelled, she had already felt it, and was not ready to resist.

Feng Xingying simply closed her eyes and let the rain-like lip prints slide down from her forehead, eyelid, nose, and lip.

With some surging meaning of punishment, he no longer cares for the tenderness, and took away her clothes and stretched out her hands to take her into the hot spring full of spirits.

The hot spring condensation in Qin Molin's space is the place where the aura of his entire space gathers, a bit like the flame pool in Fengxingying space.

This hot spring can not only assist in cultivation, but also treat spiritual injuries.

So every time Feng Xingying was injured, he used to put her in the hot spring.

This time, too.

And this time, Feng Xingying's body was very soft, without any resistance. The face was affected by the water mist, and a layer of pink powder rose.

Encountered by Feng Xingying who cooperated in this way, Qin Molin originally wanted to punish her heart, but did not consciously soften.

"You're still alive, that's enough." When his fingertips slipped across the ice-like muscles, his anger had all turned into enthusiasm.

He held her tightly in his arms, feeling her unique cold body temperature, and seemed to be able to iron all his uneasiness.

Feng Xingying opened his eyes at this time, looked at Qin Molin quietly, and stretched out his fingers to caress his thick eyebrows.

Her fingers were cold and soft, as soft waterweeds swept across his cheeks.

Qin Molin grabbed her hand and bit her finger gently. Follow her arm, approaching little by little.

Feng Xingying closed his eyes shyly again, until he occupied her a little bit and took her into the lingering sky.

His movements are sometimes gentle like water, and sometimes violent.

As if the waves were beating against the sand dunes in my heart, and the thunderstorm washes the earth.

He was crazy in her tenderness, and she sank in the rhythm he controlled.

At this moment, it doesn't wait for heaven.

What makes Qin Molin so anxious to teach Feng Xingying this little guy is that she can still practice at this most instinctive moment of physical communication!

"Is it my charm?"

"No."

"Then you don't think I have good energy?"

"Not even more, you are absolutely the best!"

"Why, do you know anyone else? Hmm?" Qin Molin punished again severely.

It's unreasonable!

Feng Xingying wanted to cry without tears, but failed to find the key point of Qin Molin's unreasonable trouble, and continued to operate her Hehuan Palace exercises.

Even more, Feng Xingying kindly reminded Qin Molin: "Have you watched the inheritance of Hehuan Palace?"

Qin Molin hated her itchy teeth and could only keep attacking, trying to disrupt her practice rhythm.

Feng Xingying finally reacted after hindsight and fluttered a laugh, followed by a lame explanation:

"You're so good. I don't run the exercises. It's just like ordinary people. I will faint."

Qin Molin loved to hear this sentence. He finally agreed to take a normal posture, and even cooperated with Feng Xingying in a good mood to blend the two's spiritual strength, helping Feng Xingying to stabilize his realm.