"Feng Xingying, don't be so messy, I'm not that kind of person!"
"Then what kind of person are you? We have only known each other for a few days, and the dangers I have encountered in my life seem to be all because of you.
Calculate for yourself what impression you have left on me these days
I said, Dear Emperor, can you show mercy and do a good deed and let me, an ordinary person, go? "
"If it were Qin Molin, you wouldn't be like this, right?" Ji Jue suddenly approached and stared at Feng Xingying.
"If it were Qin Molin, he would definitely not get involved with other women, nor would he engage in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, let alone let such a person have the opportunity to hurt me.
I was awake just now. If I fell asleep, she wouldn't have to beg me, she could just assassinate me, right
Even Ji Jue would never treat me like this.
So I'm sure you are not Ji Jue. Could it be said that there are two souls in your body
So do you need medical treatment? I can try it. "
"Hmph, I only want you now!" Emperor Ji Yun threw off his sleeves and left in anger.
Feng Xingying stuck out his tongue. He didn't expect Emperor Ji Yun to be so heartless as to kill Zhuo Huier.
Feng Xingying also wanted to wait for Zhuo Huier to make a fuss for a while. It would be best to make the whole Kowloon City restless, so that she would have a better chance of not marrying Ji Yun.
Feng Xingying had calculated everything, but he still missed Qin Molin.
It was night, as soon as Feng Xingying woke up, she felt a familiar scent around her. When she looked up, she met Qin Molin's concerned eyes.
"Where's the injury?" Qin Molin's voice was a little low.
"I'm not hurt. I lied to Ji Yun. Why did you come here? It's very dangerous here. If you are discovered, you may be killed. Why should you take the risk?"
Before Feng Xingying could finish his words, Qin Molin blocked his lips.
His lips and tongue dexterously pried her lips apart bit by bit, going deeper and deeper, gradually exploring until she sank deeper and deeper.
They all couldn't help themselves.
This time, Qin Molin didn't need to answer, Feng Xingying understood that he couldn't help but come to explore because he was worried about her and thought she was really injured.
He can trust her and know that she has a way to mediate with Emperor Ji Yun.
But he still couldn't stand her being hurt a little.
The two lingered for a moment, and had to pull back from the brink before the flames burned away their sanity.
"Qin Molin, you bastard." Feng Xingying gasped and tried to push Qin Molin away angrily, especially since his restless hands were still on her back.
But Qin Molin's voice was low: "Hold me for a little while longer, just a little while, okay?"
"Okay." Feng Xingying responded softly.
She was also attached to his arms.
Even if they just hold each other quietly and do nothing, they will make each other feel at peace.
"Why didn't you ask?" Qin Molin suddenly said.
"You didn't ask either." Feng Xingying raised his head and met Qin Molin's eyes. His pupils were dark and shiny, and his suppressed look was a bit sultry.
Feng Xingying didn't dare to look at it, and buried her head in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
"Okay, let me talk first. I found my father and he recognized me."
"So you, the young master of Qilin City, are the real deal?"
"Yeah." Qin Molin shook his head: "It's just that the Linshan branch has arranged an adopted son for my father and is ready to do it. I'm still a little late."