Chapter 362

Feng Xingying even heard himself gulp his saliva.

It's hopeless!

Swallowing at this bastard.

She's just hungry. It's not what he thought. Is it too late to explain?

The answer is: it's too late!

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

Since it was her acquiescence, he no longer wanted to suppress and endure.

The overwhelming kisses, dense and domineering, were like a gust of wind and rain, falling on 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, just subconsciously hugged his body and responded to his entanglement.

Her lips opened slightly, like an invitation to him.

Qin Molin's angular face is also covered with a layer of enchantment. His strong nose is covered with a layer of sweat. His thin lips are sexy and elastic, pressing her two pieces of softness.

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

Her suddenly softened body seemed to be an invitation to him.

His tongue went straight in, conquering the city, with some crazy punishment, but he was afraid to hurt her.

Their emotions, between the lips and teeth gently exchange.

Just the next moment, Qin Molin suddenly opened his cloak and wrapped the shadow of the sealed star in it.

His eyes, which had been stained with red because of the war, were suddenly clear again. He looked at the front unhappily. His thin lips rose gently, and a cold word burst out: "roll!"

"Don't be so heartless." Come out from the shadow: "another five days is the birthday of my wife, she wants to see you."

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

"But my wife is not well recently." The visitors knelt down at Qin Molin's feet.

"No way! Is she in bad health? Are you stupid or am I? " Qin Molin's face was even colder: "don't play such tricks in the future. It's useless for me. I have no time to play with you

"Young master, please, just go back." But the man didn't give up. He ran over and knelt at Qin Molin's feet, holding his calf and kowtowing.

"Reason." Qin Molin's voice, still without a little temperature.

Maybe only Feng Xingying can hear a trace of depression from the cold voice.

Qin Molin, is he nervous and worried?

The man refused to give reasons, so he kowtowed in front of Qin Molin.

Qin Molin frowned. He didn't like this feeling. He said coldly, "if you don't speak, I'll kill you."

The servant was not afraid of death. He continued to hold Qin Molin's calf and kowtow.

Qin Molin snorted and kicked him away.

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

This ugly man kneeling at Qin Molin's feet, kowtowing and humble, is actually the king of spirit!

When is the king of spirit in Yunxi so worthless?

No, the king of spirit is always superior.

The only possibility is what kind of strength and influence the person who can drive the spirit king has.

That person is actually clever, also discovered Qin Molin's room actually can allow the stranger to exist, moreover is a woman!

With Qin Molin's character, how can ordinary people stay around and let her watch all this.

So the man turned to kneel down to Feng Xingying: "girl, please help me persuade my young master. Our master's mother missed the young master and became ill with acacia. "

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