Chapter 647

Feng Xingying didn't know how long the punishment lasted. She only knew that her consciousness was more and more blurred. Later, only her body instinct was entangled with him.

Even Qin Molin's hegemony is that when she clearly does not cooperate and resists, she can still be sent to the cloud.

It was, she didn't want, the pinnacle of shame.

Feng Xingying was defeated in this battle, both physically and mentally.

Finally, she gradually lost her intuition, only knowing that her heart was bleeding, because she could feel that her body was really shamefully cooperating with him.

Her lips, once again indulge to ring he brought the blissful mouth shenkoujin.

That's not what she wanted. She's like a passer-by, watching another stranger take pleasure in him.

The most amazing thing is that after she fainted, she subconsciously used the absorbing method to transform Qin Molin's spiritual power into herself.

Fortunately, Feng Xingying's strength is too weak to shake Qin Molin's foundation.

After a heavy rain, lightning and thunder, Qin Molin finally woke up after leaving the hottest magma in her body.

He looked at the faint little man in his arms and felt very sad.

Her lips, waist, legs, are bloodstained, showing his guilt.

Qin Molin's heart, inexplicably pain.

"Why?" Puzzled, he ran his fingers across her pale cheek.

She was in pain, he was in pain.

Qin Mo Lin took a deep breath, dark eyes, full of sadness.

He carefully picked up Feng Xingying's thin body, walked out step by step, went to the warm hot spring in the backyard, and put her in carefully.

On the way, Feng Xingying, in deep sleep, subconsciously grabs Qin Molin's arm and talks incoherently in his sleep:

"no, No."

"Qin Molin, help me."

"No, No."

her voice is full of fear and heartache, which is different from Feng Xingying.

Qin Molin's heart, as if by a heavy hammer hard hit, instant suffocation.

He was silent, and let Feng Xingying's fingers grasp his arm, deeper and deeper, until he caught a few blood.

Pain, yes.

But this pain, compared with the scarred Feng Xingying, is nothing.

He would rather have her arrest him more.

But she, at this time, suddenly let go, hopelessly let go.

Feng Xingying, who was talking in his sleep, suddenly said: "he won't come to save me. Everything is false.

After me, or a person, I am a star shadow, no matter how much blood, also not afraid. I want to be strong. "

Clearly, it's just a plain nonsense. It's in line with Feng Xingying's character.

In Qin Molin's heart, it is the deepest pain.

This time, it's not a sledgehammer.

But there is an invisible sharp knife that pokes into his heart and smashes his heart a little bit.

Yes, how can she call Qin Molin to save her?

It was he who was hurting her.

No one hurt her more than he did.

In particular, she said that she should be strong by herself.

Qin Molin's heart is about to stop breathing, but it can't be refuted.

Is she really desperate for him?

She doesn't trust him anymore?

He is no longer her dependence, but her bloodbath?

Qin Mo Lin unexpectedly, speechless retort.

Feng Xingying is still asleep, but her body is no longer as cold as before, but with normal body temperature, even on the high side.

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