"Yeah." Qin Molin nodded seriously and admitted it frankly.
Feng Xingying wanted to vomit blood!
Why hadn't she noticed before that Qin Molin was so dark in his bones
Feng Xingying was really out of strength, so he simply hung himself on Qin Molin's arm.
"You can hold me for a little longer." Seeing that he looked tired but still had a sunny smile on his face, Qin Molin found it rare to be merciful!
Feng Xingying was a little afraid to hug...
If she were to fly at high speed again, she would get motion sickness!
Fortunately, Qin Molin took care of Feng Xingying, a little guy with weak legs and feet, and walked gracefully and normally.
Feng Xingying put her body weight on his arm, and the pendant felt confident.
Feng Xingying probably had some impression of the direction he took Feng Xingying to. That backyard should be his residence.
With Qin Molin's cold personality, he probably rarely takes people there.
The fact that he could take her there obviously meant that he really recognized her as a friend.
But why? Is he really bent
Feng Xingying glanced at the bright sword on his waist, and his heart kept beating.
What happened to Qin Molin? Could it be, really, bent
If you bend, you will bend. Can you please don’t look for her! !
They have already changed genders and are still hanging on the same tree. If the master finds out, he will laugh at her to death.
Anyway, hanging on Qin Molin's arm, Feng Xingying himself didn't need to look at the road, his thoughts kept wandering away.
He turned his head and saw the young man's sunny face, but his eyes were lazy and wandering, and he actually felt a trace of yearning.
In his youth, he had never been so happy and wanton.
Qin Molin even had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. This ray of sunshine was like his lost boyhood. He must protect it!
As for whether he was originally entangled in whether he fell in love with this young man, Qin Molin no longer struggled. His feelings for Feng Xingying were clear, and he naturally knew that he could not fall in love with anyone else, regardless of gender.
As for that feeling, they should be friends, or confidants.
…
Feng Xingying was distracted, lazily enjoying the feeling of hanging on King Leng.
Unexpectedly, Qin Molin's steps suddenly stopped, causing him to lose focus and fall forward.
That's all, there was a woman in white kneeling in front of them, and he pounced... on the beauty.
Fortunately, Feng Xingying reacted quickly enough. When he was about to press on the opponent's body, he exerted force on his waist and made a difficult waist rebound, forcing her body to stand up straight.
She is now dressed as a man, so what's the point of throwing herself on another girl? !
Besides, if you want to pounce, you have to look at the person. This person in front of me won't pounce even if I beg her to pounce.
Feng Xingying rebounded, straightened up, returned to Qin Molin, and glanced at Qin Molin helplessly.
Qin Molin was also looking at her, with a playful smile on his face.
He must have done it on purpose! !
Who said that His Highness, Prince Leng, is serious and never sinister
Come forward and I promise not to beat him to death.
Moreover, this black guy never allowed anyone to expose him, otherwise, he would suffer inhuman torture.
Feng Xingying didn't want to be killed by a spiritual beast again. She is a person, not a flag.
The kneeling woman was in the most complicated mood at this time.
What should I say, if this stupid bastard dared to pounce on her, she would hate him to death or kill him on the spot to prove his innocence!
But he forced a retreat mid-pounce. The whole action was full of reluctance, which made her very hurt. Emotions, did you dislike her when you were a teenager