"Feng Xingying!" An angry voice sounded from behind her, and Xiaoying lost consciousness.
She didn't know what happened, but she was relieved that the master didn't kiss her in the end.
But where is she now
Here, it seems to be a large uninhabited forest, with only a courtyard, a wooden house and a hot spring behind the wooden house.
When Feng Xingying woke up, she was soaked in the hot spring. The warm hot spring water washed away the marks of shame on her body.
She remembered that when she woke up last night, she was on the white fox fur bed in the wooden house. When she woke up, he pressed her down with a fierce look and kept kissing her.
She panicked, wanted to run away, wanted to push him away.
But her body was weak and he fed her a strange pulp, but he himself ate the core.
He kept kissing her, kissing her until her whole body was as soft as water. Then he took her forcefully despite her resistance.
Over and over again, like the impact of the tide, the numbness like being stunned by the golden lightning, and the burning heat like being roasted by the fire.
The sprints that came one after another burned away all the remaining sanity in her mind.
But she was getting better and better without shame, and she was tenderly enjoying herself under him, and he made her babble like sound again and again.
Her familiar voice was the best reward and aphrodisiac for him, making him want to express all his thousands of years of lovesickness.
At the emotional point, her nails left blood marks on his shoulders because he had removed all his defenses for her.
Qin Molin even mixed a trace of destructive spiritual power into these bloodstains to prevent his own body from healing automatically.
These blood stains were proof of their love. He was afraid that the next moment, he might not have it again.
He treated her like this, maybe she really wouldn't forgive him.
But Qin Molin was also desperate. God knows how much his heart hurt when he saw Ye Jingning and Feng Xingying kissing each other.
She has grown up and he can't wait any longer.
If he doesn't do anything, she will become someone else's woman. He loves her so much that he can't bless her with a smile, so he can only kidnap her away and make her hate him, which is better than losing her forever.
What surprised Qin Molin the most was that Xiao Ying, who was knocked unconscious, could be brought into the space by him.
And he had sealed all her spiritual power, and he would never let her go again, even in the way she least liked.
His love is hot and strong, with a determination that will last until death.
She was as lingering as water, temporarily forgetting everything and herself.
He seemed to have sent her soul into another world, constantly climbing to the peak and marvelous scenery.
The dazzling stars make people fall endlessly.
And just when she thought she had reached the highest peak, experienced the most exciting scenery, and could finally breathe a sigh of relief, he domineeringly sent her to another peak.
It seems endless. But not annoying.
The soft and cowardly voice in her subconscious responded to his despair and affection.
She wasn't used to it, but she still subconsciously called his name.
"Qin Molin."
This sound really hit Qin Molin's crazy point, making him even more unable to control himself and wishing he could die with her.
At least that way, he won't worry about her not loving him, not worrying about her hating him, not worrying about her thinking about other men. Don't worry about whether you should be soft-hearted or cruel to her.
Love is like a swamp, lingering, desperate and endless.
Until she was reduced to a piece of mud in the swamp and completely passed out.