Feng Xingying straightens out his confused thoughts and comes back from the back mountain again. He stares at Qin Molin for the first time.

Qin Molin no longer wanted to control his emotions. He held out his hand and held the young man in his arms. The blazing lips swept over her face and turned her little face into a delicate red.

Feng Xingying's red lips are gently opened to dye her ruddy apple face with a trace of temptation.

Her expression seemed to invite him.

Qin Molin no longer wanted to control his emotions. The turbulent heat poured into his mind. His heart was surging and his mind was blank.

Familiar taste, familiar people, he will not admit it!

This is the taste of Feng Xingying.

His lips clenched her light mouth, bit by bit, from gentleness to overbearing, completely ignited the love fish in her mouth.

"Well ~ ~" her inarticulate whimper, like a soft feather, gently brushed his heart.

His heart became soft with her, and his affection turned into a kiss.

His arms, she tightly hooped in his arms, as if to bully her soft body into his body, never separated.

Her taste, familiar to the bone.

Whether she's a man or a woman, a person or something.

Just hold her, touch her, kiss her, and he'll be sure it's her.

His kiss is like a jumping flame, which ignites the flame in their hearts at the same time.

At this time, he has no spiritual control, just want to be an ordinary man, desperate to have a good love with his beloved woman.

It's the best that she can see him for the rest of her life. Nothing else matters. Is she the kind of person who is timid?

Looking at the man in front of him, his lips are on her neck. His face is more perfect than the sculptures painted by the most outstanding artists. It's like a dream.

His arm, warm and powerful, the temperature of his whole body, is the trace of beauty that she is sentimentally attached to.

She closed her eyes and quietly responded to his enthusiasm with her body instinct.

At this time, I do not know how many years.

One kiss from him seems to last forever.

"It's great that you're still alive." His voice, with magnetic dumb, even a little panic.

How did she ever see such a cold king?

Is her the cause of his confusion?

Feng Xingying's heart is sweet and sour.

"Qin Molin! You pervert! I'm a man Feng Xingying tried his best to push him away.

She's afraid. She's afraid she can't control herself.

So she pushed him away in panic.

Unexpectedly, she pushed Qin Molin far away and hit him on the stone wall with a dull sound.

"Qin Molin, what's the matter with you?" Feng Xingying just reflected that Qin Molin was more vulnerable than usual.

How can he push and fall like ordinary people?

"Poof!" Qin Molin's blood gushed out, and his black skirt was dyed dark red by his blood.

"Where's your psychic power?" Feng Xingying thought that he stopped bleeding and put a pill into his mouth.

"This is the forbidden realm." Qin Molin looks helpless.

Feng Xingying just remembered that the master once said, "your elder martial sister's territory is your territory. If someone bullies you later, you will come here. Even if you are the king of spirit, you can walk your dog and play."

It turns out that it's the realm of forbidden spirit.

Moreover, it is the realm of forbidden spirit that can cheat. This realm will only imprison the spiritual power of outsiders, but it will not imprison the fengxingying who is judged to be the master.

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