In recent days, the biggest consumption in fengxingying room is food materials.

Because she has two very edible spirit beasts, and one who always comes to eat.

Feng Xingying joked:

"Your Royal Highness Tang Tang Leng Wang, if people know that she can eat, I'm afraid the whole Dali girls will begin to practice hard cooking.

Or I'll lend you the Rue? "

Qin Molin picked the brow bone lightly and glanced at the corner over there.

Ruxiang Lian rushes forward and kneels down in front of Feng Xingying, imploring: "Miss, please don't send Ruxiang to others. Ruxiang is a miss's person, but her ghost is her death. Ruxiang wants to be a miss's fan all her life.

When she was in the ant colony, the young lady promised rutin. "

Actually use simple lovely rutin!

And rue, whose family are you? And help this asshole with the routine, miss?

Seeing that the tears of little girl Ruxiang are almost coming out, Feng Xingying reluctantly waves her hand to admit defeat:

"OK, OK, I won't send you, I won't send you, and I won't go to practice soon."

"Hee hee, miss is the best. Her royal highness Leng Wang is the best match for my miss." The Rue is clever.

In a word, when it comes to someone's heart, Qin Molin directly takes out an emerald green whip and throws it to rutin:

"for your self-defense."

"Thank you, miss." Rue leaves with a whip.

Hello, what do you think?

Qin Molin gave you the whip. What do you want me to do?

Feng Xingying is speechless.

When Yun Xiang left, Feng Xingying looked up and down at Qin Molin's face, which fascinated countless women.

"I know you like to peek at Ben Wang. I like to be seen by you, too. " Qin Molin has a proud face.

“……” Feng Xingying is speechless. Is such a narcissistic guy really the highest in Dali?

"If someone is planning to get into your bed." Feng Xingying asked tentatively.

Qin Molin reaches over Feng Xingying's shoulder and stares into her eyes. A satisfied smile floats from the corner of her lips:

"is Xingying in a hurry? I welcome you with my bed. "

"Go away!" Feng Xingying angry: "can you still have a good chat!"

"Yes." Qin Molin is sitting in danger. It seems that the person who doesn't chat well is Feng Xingying.

I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!

Feng Xingying decided to ignore the bastard and don't look away in anger.

She should do it herself.

"If it's someone else." Qin Molin's voice came from behind, with a chill: "I will make her regret coming to this world."

"I'm afraid that someone will take the opportunity to know about your demon blood attack..." Feng Xingying bit her lip. She was really embarrassed to say the following words. I believe he can understand.

"So, are you doubting me?" Qin Molin picks his eyebrows.

"No. I'm just saying, "No Feng Xingying really doesn't know how to explain it.

Doesn't he know himself?

Once the demon blood attacks, who can he recognize?

She has to tell.

"Well..."

Feng Xingying turned his head, and a hot and humid kiss had fallen.

His breath was hot, his pupils were dark and bright, and his eyes flashed with suppressed madness.

There was no red anomaly in his eyes. Feng Xingying was sure that he didn't attack.

But his action was rough and wild, and he rubbed her lips wantonly.

Her lips and teeth, unconsciously opened for him.

He drove straight in and conquered the city.

Until Feng Xingying felt that he was about to suffocate, he let go of her lips, staring at her eyes and opening his mouth dominantly:

"I won't forget your taste. No one can be near the king except you. "

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