Especially after Feng Xingying's lips warmed up, after being soaked by the ice spring, they were soft and rosy, with cool water drops.
He couldn't control his emotions. With his hand rising from the water, he stretched out his slender middle finger and gently touched Feng Xingying's plump red lips.
A few drops of water were instantly wiped away by his hot fingers.
Feng Xingying's lips were still cold, and she seemed to feel the warmth of Qin Molin's fingers. She actually opened her lips and licked them gently.
Well, Qin Molin's eyes were once again stained with blood-red light.
She is simply a witch!
A goblin who can drive people crazy.
He knew his situation and he had to restrain himself.
But in the end, he did not withdraw his fingers. Instead, he followed Feng Xingying's lips and penetrated into her mouth, deep between her lips and teeth.
Feng Xingying opened her lips lightly, stretched out her red tongue, and gently licked the heat from his fingertips.
At this time, Feng Xingying had long, wet hair hanging naturally behind her back. The gauze clothes on her body were tightly fitting and outlined her exquisite and enchanting curves. Her jade-white face was dyed with a layer of red clouds, like a flower in bud. , delicate and charming.
It is said that the epiphyllum blooms at night and sets during the day. Although it is short-lived, it is delicate and pure.
Seeing Feng Xingying's unrestrained appearance at this moment, Qin Molin inexplicably thought of Epiphyllum.
Qin Molin wanted to kiss those cold lips desperately and ignite her with his own warmth.
But he was reluctant to give up and couldn't bear it. He didn't want her to wake up. He hadn't seen enough of her peaceful sleep.
Unfortunately, he is Qin Molin.
There is a mysterious power in his blood. This power allows him to practice at a speed that can overwhelm all geniuses, and also allows him to often endure painful suffering.
Especially Feng Xingying, since the first time he saw her, she was his poison, the poison that could ignite him instantly and get out of control.
Qin Molin's eyes were dyed red after all, and his blood boiled completely.
Her cold lips opened slightly, seeming to call him again.
boom…
Qin Molin's will completely collapsed at this moment.
His slender fingers ran through her long black hair, holding her little head domineeringly, while his other hand held Feng Xingying's waist tightly.
He pressed her completely against him.
The ice spring could no longer make him feel cold.
Only Feng Xingying.
But Feng Xingying's coldness made the fire in his blood burn brighter and stronger.
His lips fell roughly, skillfully prying open her icy red lips, constantly intruding and entangled with her.
Her long hair was messy and flying, and the strands tightly entwined the two people who were close to each other.
Feng Xingying was still in a daze, feeling as warm as a sun-bathed quilt pressing against her body.
She was greedy for this warmth, stretched out her hands, and also hugged his waist.
The cold touch of Feng Xingying's small hand seemed to give him great courage, making his lips and tongue even more unscrupulous.
With this kiss, the color of heaven and earth changed.
A group of dark clouds covered the bright white moonlight, and the dark night could not hide her delicate bloom.
Feng Xingying's eyelashes trembled slightly and she opened her extremely beautiful eyes.
She just looked at him, watching him pounce on her again, kiss her unscrupulously, and roughly pull off her coat.
The intoxicating temperature made her not want to let go either.
Baili Yeqing is known as the gentleman among flowers, and his reputation is not in vain.
The Huanyi Powder he had reformed was indeed frighteningly effective.
Even though Feng Xingying used silver needles to prick his acupoints, the effect of Huanyi Powder was still not completely eliminated.
Before, Feng Xingying relied solely on his perseverance to endure, but now he relied on his extreme coldness.
What's the use of Huanyi Powder for a person whose blood is frozen into ice
Now, the coldness was gone, and he used his own warmth to ignite her.
The joy in Feng Xingying's body dissipated and surged once again.