"No!" As soon as Huang Dora uttered her voice, she was kicked out by the Great Shaman.
Feng Xingying drank the wine handed over by Qin Molin and felt that today's fruit wine tasted extremely sweet.
She seemed to be just drunk and then had a dream.
This might not be a dream, but all her memories.
The memory kept advancing. When her memory point fell to Black Lotus Town, Feng Xingying suddenly woke up after falling into coma.
Her eyes were a little hazy. When she opened her eyes, she saw the big red palace, the big red bed, and Qin Molin by her side.
"Qin Molin, you really saved me?" Feng Xingying stared at Qin Molin in surprise and gave Qin Molin a big hug.
Qin Molin was so excited that he tentatively kissed Feng Xingying on the cheek without answering Feng Xingying's question.
Her face shone brightly because of her shyness, and he couldn't help but continue to explore. From her cheeks to her rosy lips.
Feng Xingying now looks like her original self, and Qin Molin personally painted her with human makeup. She is so beautiful that she is earth-shattering. After the red lips are dyed, they are even more red.
Qin Molin's kiss was long, crazy and desperate, with the despair of being lost at any time.
"Woo~~" Feng Xingying opened her lips lightly, responding to his enthusiasm.
He and she are entangled endlessly with the instinct of the body.
The red gauze tent is warm and the spring night is endless.
He finally owned her completely! As Qin Molin, he thoroughly enjoyed all the happiness of being a human being.
He didn't dare to tell her that he hid the biggest secret in his heart, which was the Yellow Holy Grail of the Orcs.
The three-color Holy Grail is a sacred object passed down from generation to generation by the orcs.
Among them, the yellow Holy Grail has the function of erasing memories.
Feng Xingying drank the wine from the yellow Holy Grail, and the Holy Grail controlled her memory, causing her to fall into memories.
Qin Molin, who was transformed by his divine consciousness, controlled Feng Xingying's memory as the owner of the sacred instrument. It was not until that critical point that he cut her off.
Therefore, in Feng Xingying's memory, there is no such thing as divine consciousness turning into a human being, and she doesn't even know what happened some time ago.
But it doesn't matter, she loves Qin Molin deeply, and he is Qin Molin. Inside and out.
She did not resist his breath, she completely gave herself to him, which was the best proof.
He succeeded!
Feng Xingying was also surprised that Qin Molin seemed to be very excited today. He was very afraid of losing her. He clung to her and fought crazily over and over again. He threw her into the clouds and fell heavily again and again.
That bone-crushing feeling of ecstasy also brought about her instinctive emotion.
She was his, Qin Molin's, and would only be Qin Molin's.
When two hearts are together, the body will want to use all means to please and possess each other.
Infatuation is endless, love is boundless.
It is said that the king does not go to court early for three days. Qin Molin regained possession of Feng Xingying and did not go to court for at least half a month.
Day and night, I spent endless time with her.
In the end, it was Feng Xingying who knocked on Qin Molin's fair but extremely powerful shoulder:
"Qin Molin, do you want to starve me to death?"
"Okay, I'll make you something to eat." Qin Molin's smile was so beautiful that Feng Xingying couldn't take his eyes away.
She always felt that Qin Molin was a little different. He seemed to be less confident than before, otherwise he would not have pestered her for so long, constantly looking for confirmation from her.
Qin Molin seems to be brighter than before. Has the haze in his heart finally dissipated? Maybe it was because he went back to the past that he found his relatives and enjoyed family affection.