Feng Xingying makes a joke with queen bee. Of course, she knows that queen bee can't stay to be queen. The secular queen is just boring after all. It's better than following Feng Xingying to make the road.

"Feng Xingying, Yun Xiang, the hot spring here is very comfortable. Would you like to soak in it? There is also a massage

"I want to try." Rutin blushed and went to make a couple with queen bee.

Feng Xingying is still hesitating, and suddenly a flower appears in front of him.

In her heart, this guy actually found here.

When she opened her eyes again, Feng Xingying had come to her most familiar hot spring.

I don't know when her clothes will be taken off, but there is hot spring water to cover her shame.

Here, of course, is Qin Molin's space.

If Feng Xingying had not volunteered, he would not have brought her in smoothly.

"Would you like a massage?" Familiar voice with a trace of depression.

"Yes." Feng Xingying resisted the excitement in his heart and responded calmly.

"OK, I'll serve you."

A pair of warm and powerful hands, from behind put on the shoulder of Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying has a ripple in his heart.

It was Qin Molin's hand. Although she didn't turn her head to look at him, she could really feel his existence, his temperature and breath, and the strength of familiarity.

His knuckles are clear and gentle with a little dark strength. His strength makes Feng Xingying almost breathe out.

"It's also massage. I enjoy the lingzun level." Feng Xingying teases Qin Molin with a smile.

Qin Molin is much higher than the maids who are called by the queen bee.

Qin Molin seems to be in a good mood and patiently massages Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying secretly turned his head and looked at him curiously, then turned his head quickly with a red face.

It turns out that he is also completely out of state! This asshole!

It's a bit ambiguous for them to soak in the hot spring like this.

But they have worshipped heaven and earth's parents. They are just husband and wife. They are more shameful than that. It seems nothing.

Don't see, don't see.

Feng Xingying constantly hypnotizes himself.

Anyway, Qin Molin's massage technique is really comfortable, from the shoulder bone to the back, from the cervical spine all the way down, seal the star shadow Ying Ying's slender waist, and then down the groin.

Her back, in his warm and powerful hands, was soft and muddy. She's just enjoying it.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Well."

"Do you want to continue?"

"Yes."

Feng Xingying squinted and answered subconsciously.

It's just that she seems to have fallen into some strange trap.

When she is in the water, he will treat her properly, eat dry and wipe clean, from the initial enjoyment to a deeper level of enjoyment and communication.

His hot blade into her body, for her to send waves of surging waves, her voice out of the fragmented mouth.

She melted into his world.

"It's a good massage." Feng Xingying leans powerlessly on Qin Molin's chest and allows him to put on a gauze dress for her.

"But if you say so, I can only satisfy you first. I thought she hadn't seen her for three hundred years, so I thought about it Qin Molin pulled his lips.

He was intentional, and Feng Xingying often put down all his defenses in front of Qin Molin, so that he would fall into such a low-level trap foolishly.

But he enjoyed her confusion. That's the trust that belongs to him alone.

Qin Molin was obviously joking about Feng Xingying, but Feng Xingying replied with solemnity:

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