Chapter 536

By the lips, the delicate warmth and the soft and familiar touch make Feng Xingying's weak and cold body find a trace of warmth.

Her heart, an uncontrollable slight beat.

Feng Xingying is inexplicably excited.

As long as her heart is still beating, she's still alive.

She can't let go.

Just after the heart beat, pulling her whole body was frozen blood, pain.

She was so hurt that every breath, every heartbeat, was a fatal pain.

Feng Xingying doesn't care. All the pain can't reach the warmth between lips and teeth.

Her eyes were closed, but she could feel the picture in front of her.

A handsome man, like a prince in a fairy tale, has a gloomy face that charms all living beings.

Angular thin lips, overbearing cover seal star shadow, facial features outflow of blood line.

His lips and teeth were hot, and he wiped the blood stains on her face with a little bit of heart.

Their bodies are immersed in a hot hot spring.

The temperature in the water, at least 80 degrees above, is not warm, but hot.

This kind of temperature, ordinary people simply can't bear.

But Qin Molin's body is not afraid of fire. How can he be afraid of this temperature?

The thin ice on the surface of Feng Xingying's body is caused by the extreme ice body transformed from the nine Yin Jue pulse.

How can this temperature hurt her if it can't even break the thin ice on her body?

Only the ice on Feng Xingying's face was melted by Qin Molin's hot lips.

In this process, her piercing cold brought him cold, cold and despair.

"Feng Xingying, how can you be so cruel? So you really don't want to be responsible for me. "

Qin Molin's voice is dumb, with a trace of sadness that can not be erased.

Like abandoned children, his sky is also full of gray dense.

She is cold he can touch, cold is the heart, but can dispel all his hot uneasiness and haze.

Looking at such a shadow, he no longer repressed his feelings.

Dexterous tongue, like a bridge, conveys to her all his restlessness and all his blazing.

This time, Feng Xingying's heart is very quiet. He doesn't want to see anything.

She can't see his hegemony, his beauty and his love.

She couldn't smell the light and hot smell he was familiar with.

Because her five senses are all on strike.

This time, Feng Xingying really played himself miserably.

Now the shadow of Fengxing has only feeling, which comes from the deep soul.

She doesn't even have to think about who she is or who he is. There is no need to care about morality or worldliness.

She likes to be so kissed and loved by him.

She wants more.

She wanted to respond to him.

But I still can't do it.

She could only feel his growing passion and passion unilaterally.

His body, like a burning fire, constantly increases the temperature of a hot spring in order to ignite Feng Xingying, the ice that has not melted for ten thousand years.

He turns all heartache, all depression into body language.

Feng Xingying's heart began to beat slowly.

She knew that her heart was beating for him.

She's also looking forward to it. She's looking forward to it.

She felt her cold body, comforted by the burning fire, and every pore began to melt.

I feel his gentleness and hegemony.

Feng Xingying suddenly realized.

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