Ye Ying actually did the same thing as Qin Molin, which was to inject a trace of destructive power into the red mark he left on her body to prevent it from healing and make her feel pain all the time.
In this way, she can always remember that he loved her so madly, and even if it was stolen, she still feels happy.
She was obviously in love, but when she opened her mouth, she hurt people like a hedgehog:
"Where is my master? What did you do to him?"
"Of course I will kill the woman who dares to touch me, but what can you do?"
"I will hate you and avenge my master." Xiaoying closed her eyes, but she was inexplicably sure that Qin Molin lied to her and her master must not be dead.
"You're not Luo Hong. Did your master do anything to you?"
Not red yet? How does she know why
But she felt a sense of revenge in her heart: "As you know, my wish since I was little was to marry my master. Since I was fourteen, I have been in love with my master every day. My master is much better than you."
In Yunxi Continent and Divine Phoenix Territory, women can start marrying and having sex with men at the age of fourteen.
She obviously hadn't done anything, but she couldn't help but want to stimulate Qin Molin.
Who asked him to bring her that pain and shame, she would also repay him.
Qin Molin's eyes were already bloodshot, and he swept away the dishes and chopsticks on the table, grabbed her suddenly, and pressed her hard on the table.
She was originally wearing only a large cloak, but now it was untied and spread like a blanket on the table, leaving her with nothing to cover her body.
His giant blade went straight in arrogantly, without caring about her feelings at all, and he charged and fought like a brave general, constantly conquering his territory.
She is as quiet as a snowflake, slowly melting until it turns into water.
She gritted her teeth and refused to hum, but in the end she made a broken sound.
He kept silent and just continued to give him the most extreme sensory stimulation.
Until she fainted in front of him again.
Qin Molin felt a trace of self-blame, and jealousy made him lose his mind.
Qin Molin has a mysophobia. If this happened to another woman, he might have killed her.
But she was Feng Xingying, and he could neither kill her nor let her go.
Even though he thought she no longer belonged only to him and was no longer clean, he still didn't want to let her go.
"It was my fault before. I failed to find you first. In the future, I will not give anyone a chance." This is what Qin Molin said in Ye Ying's ear.
"Qin Molin, I love you so much." The sleeping Ye Ying subconsciously said in his sleep: "But I really hate you."
Qin Molin was shocked and suddenly hugged her into his arms.
He seemed to really see hope. She loved him, didn't she
If so, what about killing Ye Jingning
Qin Molin thought so and was really ready to do this.
Unfortunately, Ye Jingning suddenly disappeared.
That day, Ye Jingning just tested Xiaoying. She didn't push him away. He thought they could really be together.
If she really wanted him sincerely, he would take her away again regardless of obstacles and become a divine couple with her.
Unfortunately, just when Ye Jingning was about to kiss her lips, he saw resistance and panic in her eyes.
What Xiaoying didn't know was that Ye Jingning was always paying attention to her, more than she imagined.
That day she almost collapsed after being kissed by Qin Molin. She blushed and ran away crying. He had been guarding her silently, fearing that she would be bullied.
He also saw her sometimes crying, sometimes smiling, and sometimes touching her lips infatuatedly, probably recalling the taste of Qin Molin.
She probably liked Qin Molin kissing her.