Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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Until she completely surrendered and fell, her body was soft like pink petals.

He is still picking endlessly.

"Qin Molin, I can't take it anymore, I was wrong, let me go." Feng Xingying's voice was soft and soft.

But he became harder and thicker with gusto, entered Taoyuan again, and waves of waves swept her overwhelmingly.

"Qin ..."

Her voice was also shattered.

Can we still have a good chat? !!

"are you tired……"

"Are you skeptical of your husband's physical strength?" Qin Molin originally wanted to spare her, but because of a sentence, he became more and more brave and endless.

Feng Xingying didn't dare to speak at all, and let him be furious.

She wouldn't believe it. He is also a human being. !!

The truth is.

Feng Xingying's throat was dumb and everyone was soft and muddy. He couldn't lift the slightest strength, but he was still full of energy.

"Qin Molin, I'm so sleepy." Feng Xingying really couldn't support it, and fell into his arms and fell asleep.

There was a flash of light in Qin Molin's eyes. The next moment, they had passed from the dimly inherited temple to the hot spring in Qin Molin's space. The hot spring water flowed slowly from Feng Xingying.

Seeing Feng Xingying's exhausted appearance, Qin Molin felt guilty again and carefully cleaned her body.

Washing and washing, his face turned red, and after covering a deep kiss on Feng Xingying's red and moist lips, he pulled away.

Feng Xingying also awoke, silently watching his distant back, afraid to make a sound, for fear of this amazing physical bastard, seeing that she woke up and returned to torture her.

She was sober, she was weak, she just wanted to lie in the hot spring quietly.

After a while, the seductive scent came, Feng Xingying could not bear it anymore.

This is her favorite fish soup!

The young Qin Molin, the fish soup learned for her.

Feng Xingying rushed ashore.

"Get up, drink some soup." His voice was cold.

Qin Molin seems to have become an individual, and changed back to the cold King Qin Molin who is not close to him.

The courtyard that was originally decorated by the young Qin Molin was red and festive, and it was restored to the past with no trace of joy.

He, do you want to clean up?

Feng Xingying felt inexplicably wronged.

But Feng Xingying was a proud person inside, he didn't say, she didn't ask, just drank her fish soup quietly.

The atmosphere between the two turned out to be awkward and stagnant for a while.

"I still need to retreat for a month to stabilize the state. You don't have to worry about me, go back to Dali.

The emperor of Dali was injured and his vitality was damaged last time. The situation of Dali was deteriorating. The situation in Dali was unstable, especially Nangong Zhuo's young age was at the cusp of the wind. You must want to go back and help him. "

"Um." Feng Xingying nodded: "Zhao Er is like my brother."

She didn't know why she had to explain it.

"I believe in you." Qin Molin knocked quietly on the table: "As long as you promise me, you will be far away from Ji."

"Uh, okay." Feng Xingying's face was inexplicable. She wanted to explain that she was only when Ji was a close brother, but when she saw Qin Molin's overbearing look, she didn't want to mess with him.

Explain it later.

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

"It is said that the thief of Nangong Chu did not die, and when he came to Tian Yuguo to marry Princess Qinghong, I'm afraid he would borrow troops from Tian Yu."

"Princess Qinghong?"