Yuwen Ximing was so stunned by the beauty that he forgot the time, place and identity.
Yuwen Xilie, on the other hand, simply wanted to try out this powerful method of King Leng.
"Humph." King Leng just hummed.
Yuwen Ximing and Yuwen Xilie suddenly turned pale, their eyes stiffened, and they retreated involuntarily as if they were facing thousands of troops.
When they came to their senses, Qin Molin's back was already gone, and they didn't even know when they gave way.
The two brothers looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
"At least the Spirit King!" Yuwen Ximing gave his judgment.
Because he himself is a mysterious spiritual master, even a peak mysterious spiritual master cannot bring him such great oppression.
"Seventh brother, don't be afraid. Fourth brother is here. As long as you ask, fourth brother will also get the woman of King Ling for you." Yuwen Xilie patted his younger brother on the shoulder.
"Yeah! That's her."
"Are you really not looking at Nangong Yulian anymore?"
"No, I remember that a poet from the Dali Kingdom once wrote this sentence: 'Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to move, except for Wushan, it was not clouds.' Now that I have seen her, it will be difficult for other women to fall into my eyes." Yu Wenximing insisted.
"Good! You are indeed my brother! The most outstanding son of our Tianyu Kingdom. It is her blessing that you like her."
The conversation between these two people was not on the street, but in the inn.
Because the bustle on the street had dissipated, Qin Molin had already gone missing with Feng Xingying in a grand manner.
Qin Molin felt a little distressed when he saw Feng Xingying's troubled appearance. Coupled with the inexplicable coveting of brother Yuwen, he felt very unhappy, so he ended the show of affection early.
The love continues, but it doesn't continue to show off.
He just let the Black Jade Lion King fly into the sky, dive into the clouds, and accelerate at the same time.
In this way, the surrounding silence allowed Feng Xingying to sleep peacefully.
And it was also a kind of happiness for him to just accompany her quietly into the courtyard of Tongtian Pavilion and watch her quietly.
In Tongtian Pavilion, Qin Molin maintained his posture and continued to let Feng Xingying's little head rest on his chest.
It's just that the position has been changed from the back of the Ink Jade Lion King to the soft imperial concubine chair in the courtyard.
The peach blossoms fell one by one, and the light pink color was dotted on Feng Xingying's long black hair, her lavender skirt, her snow-white jade forehead, the tip of her nose, her neck, and... On her slender fingers.
He just looked at her quietly, embellished to make her even more charming and charming.
Her body exuded a light body fragrance, not as strong as the fragrance of peach blossoms, but it would not be obscured, and it bloomed quietly in his heart.
Qin Molin felt his body temperature rising uncontrollably, and his body had the most primitive instinctive reaction of a man.
Another breeze blew up, and another shower of petals came.
The pink peach blossoms fell on her red and delicate lips, which made him want to remove this obstacle for her, using his teeth~
But, he held back.
He knew that Feng Xingying was tired at this time, and he just wanted to look at her quietly. As long as she is by his side, everything is the best arrangement.
"In your mind, am I a bastard who gets jealous and can't control himself?" His voice was very soft.
"Hmm." Feng Xingying responded subconsciously.
Maybe she just had a dream.
"I can't help but want to punish you." There was a doting smile on his face.