Qin Molin did not speak, but answered her with action.

She wants him. Why doesn't he?

She was drunk, but her heart was not.

He's awake, but he's drunk. He's crazy.

In the courtyard, under the flowers and trees, the spacious reclining chair opens to a bed.

In this world, at this moment, there are only him and her.

All the clothes, all the dye Acacia.

His familiar breath completely drowned her.

Feng Xingying doesn't know whether he is awake or drunk.

She also doesn't want to think, this Qin Mo Lin is star steal king or who.

She only knew that he was Qin Molin, that she loved him and that he loved her.

When he kisses her, it seems that he wants to use all his strength to spend all his love.

She was heartbroken by his kiss and didn't want to think about anything.

They have been apart for a long time, and their missing has tormented people to pieces.

Little by little, layer by layer, Feng Xingying feels like a flower, moving a little for him, stretching and blooming for her. I want to give him my most beautiful self.

When the blade of his body finally broke through the flowering room and entered her softest heart, Feng Xingying couldn't help but utter a gibberish.

"Qin Molin, love me."

She gave up all reserve, hugged him tightly, expecting him to bring her storm.

Feng Xingying's words, like the best medicine, completely impel Qin Molin's mood.

He wanted to be gentle with her. He wanted to make her adapt a little bit.

Damned, she invited him so warmly that he could never close the door of desire.

"I love you, too. I'll never regret it."

Qin Molin's voice reminds Feng Xingying that with his resolute and domineering actions, he seems to be sent to the peak of the tide at any time, and it seems that there will never be an end.

At this time, Feng Xingying, under the hypnosis of liquor, is not willing to think about any messy common things. She is completely loyal to her heart and feelings.

Her soft red lips, bit by bit, constantly overflow, he brought her happiness, is the voice of their love.

"Qin Molin, if this is a dream, we should never wake up, OK?"

"Good." Qin Molin responded in a low voice,

with this sound, it was a wave stronger than a wave.

Feng Xingying felt that he was about to fall apart, as if he could send her to the sky.

When she was scared and helpless, she was filled up again, full of fullness, which was irresistible.

The Spring Festival between ordinary men and women may only last a night.

But they are already people who have reached the peak of spiritual power and understood that the star power can supplement themselves with the star power at any time.

In particular, Qin Molin, whose strength has reached the peak of this spiritual world, has been called a demigod.

His physical strength is also formidable.

She didn't want to wake up.

He will help her and keep her in this world.

In fact, when he was released for the first time, Feng Xingying had already sobered up.

But her heart was still being led by him, and was sent to the peak of a new wave of senses by him.

Her body responded to him honestly.

She didn't know how many times she was asked by him, only that there seemed to be no time between them.

He seemed to be happy with her forever.

Unfortunately, after waking up, people will gradually wake up.

Sin mentality, realistic reason, let Feng Xingying's heart wake up a little bit.

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