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However, it was too late.
His lips had already fallen, and they were overwhelming, kissing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.
His voice was hoarse and charming: "What now? Do you still think it's a dream?"
Feng Xingying nodded subconsciously.
"Then don't wake up." He continued the kiss, this time entangled with her lips and tongue until Feng Xingying was about to suffocate.
He then let her go and looked at her quietly.
Feng Xingying's face was stained with a thin layer of crimson, either because of shyness or lack of love.
She lowered her head and whispered, "I'm going back to Tai Chi Palace."
"I'll see you off." Qin Molin hugged Feng Xingying onto the Moyu Lion King's back:
"Have you forgotten that I am the inheritor of your Tai Chi Palace? According to the rules of the Tai Chi Palace, I am considered the palace master?"
"Yeah." Feng Xingying nodded.
According to the old rules of the Hehuan Palace, they are all one-on-one, and the palace owner usually wants to choose a woman, and the palace owner's man is the palace owner's throne.
A throne originally refers to a seat specially made for distinguished people. In Yunxi Continent, the husband of a female venerable is also called a throne. It's the same as marrying a princess to a consort.
It sounds like there's nothing wrong with it! They are all for sitting anyway.
It's just that such a title is quite shameless for a man.
How can anyone in Taiji Palace dare to call Qin Molin the palace master? I didn't expect Qin Molin to admit it so generously.
Feng Xingying didn't have the confidence.
Seeing Feng Xingying's guilty look, Qin Molin felt itchy in his heart and couldn't help but place a kiss on the back of her neck.
"Stop making trouble, won't you take the little Ice Phoenix back to Tongtian Pavilion?"
"Qin Yi." Qin Molin suddenly called: "Send her back to the Tongtian Pavilion headquarters and put her in the forbidden tower. You will stay and take care of her personally."
"yes!?"
Qin Yi took the ice phoenix egg sealed in the spirit beast ball by Qin Molin with both hands.
The Pavilion Master entrusted him with such an important thing, which was really a huge amount of trust.
Qin Yi originally felt that it was a pity to leave Qin Molin, and was afraid that others would not be able to take good care of His Royal Highness, Prince Leng, as he did.
But when he thought about this trust, he felt very satisfied in his heart: "My lord, don't worry, Qin Yi will complete his mission even if he sacrifices his life."
Feng Xingying glanced at Qin Yi casually, and she actually saw his head lying in a pool of blood.
Feng Xingying quickly shook his head. This must be an illusion. It was Qin Yi who wanted to sacrifice his life.
"You should be careful. Not only should you pay attention to the demons and ghosts outside, but you should also be careful about her." Feng Xingying glanced at Ling Chuxue again, always feeling that there was something wrong with this little girl who was less than calf-high.
Ling Chuxue was still rubbing Feng Xingying's arm like a baby: "Master, I don't want to leave you."
"Be obedient." Feng Xingying was still very stiff in coaxing the children.
She had no choice but to force the little guy back into the spirit beast ball and hand it to Qin Yi.
"If you dare to covet my things, I, Feng Xingying, will hunt you down even to the ends of the earth."
"I don't dare." Qin Yi saluted quickly.
Although the princess Feng Xingying is not as powerful as him, she always gives people a very majestic feeling.
He could feel that she was not threatening, but was saying something very ordinary.
Feng Xingying was probably the only one who spoke of threats and pursuits in a normal tone. And he was also convinced that Feng Xingying would do what he said.
This kind of person is as scary as his King Leng.
So scary that I have no friends!
Fortunately they have each other.
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