Until, she completely surrendered to the enemy, the body soft as a piece of pink petals.

He is still gathering endlessly.

"Qin Molin, I can't stand it. I'm wrong. Please let me go." Feng Xingying's voice is as soft as water.

But he became harder and thicker, and entered Taoyuan again. Wave after wave swept her.

"Qin..."

Her voice, too, was shattered.

Can we have a good chat?!

"Are you tired..."

"Are you doubting my husband's strength?" Qin Molin wanted to spare her, but because of one word, he fought bravely and endlessly.

Feng Xingying didn't dare to speak any more, and let his fury roll.

She doesn't believe it. He's human, too. He's not tired yet?!

The truth is.

Feng Xingying's voice is hoarse, and people are soft and rotten. He can't lift the slightest bit of strength, but he is still full of spirit.

"Qin Molin, I'm so sleepy." Feng Xingying really couldn't support himself. He nestled in his arms and fell asleep.

Qin Molin's eyes are shining. The next moment, they have gone from the dark hall of inheritance to the hot spring in Qin Molin's space. The hot spring water flows slowly from Feng Xingying.

Seeing Feng Xingying's exhausted appearance, Qin Molin feels remorse again and cleans her body carefully.

Wash wash, he face a red, in the seal star shadow red water on the lips covered with a deep kiss, leave.

Feng Xingying also wakes up and looks at his back quietly. He doesn't dare to make any noise. He's afraid that this physical jerk will come back to torture her when she wakes up.

She is sober, is all weak, just want to lie quietly in the hot spring.

After a while, the attractive fragrance came, and Feng Xingying couldn't help it any more.

This is her favorite fish soup!

Young Qin Molin learned fish soup for her.

Feng Xingying rushed ashore.

"Get up and have some soup." His voice was cold.

Qin Molin seems to have changed into a new man, Qin Molin.

The courtyard, which was originally decorated by young Qin Molin, is also restored to its former elegance without any trace of festivity.

He, is eat dry wipe clean don't want to admit?

Feng Xingying feels aggrieved inexplicably.

But Feng Xingying is a proud person in his heart. He doesn't say it, and she doesn't ask. He just drinks her fish soup quietly.

The atmosphere between them was awkward and stagnant for a moment.

"I need to be closed for another month to stabilize my state. You don't have to worry about me. Go back to Dali first.

The emperor of Dali was injured last time, and his health went from bad to worse. The situation of Dali was unstable, especially Nangong Zhuo, who was young and on the cusp of the storm. You must want to go back and help him

"Well." Feng Xingying nodded: "zhuo'er is like my brother."

She didn't know why.

"I believe you." Qin Molin quietly knocked on the table: "you just promise me to stay away from Ji Jue."

"Well, good." Feng Xingying's face is inexplicably red. She wanted to explain that she only thought Ji Jue was her brother, but she didn't want to offend him when she saw Qin Molin's overbearing manner.

I'll explain later.

Qin Molin was very satisfied with Feng Xingying's cooperation. He nodded and continued:

"it's said that Chu in Nangong never died and came to Tianyu to marry Princess Qinghong. I'm afraid he would borrow troops from Tianyu."

"Princess Qinghong?"

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