When they arrived at the Feng family, Qin Molin walked through the gate of the Feng family arrogantly and sent her into Xinghuang Garden.
The Feng family wanted to stop him, but after seeing King Leng's face that kept strangers away, no one dared to choose to seek death.
Even Feng Tianhao, the head of the Feng family, could only stare angrily at the backs of the two of them.
He had originally ordered the guard to notify him as soon as Feng Xingying came back.
See how he doesn't serve this scum who dares to ignore the safety of the Feng family, openly divorce the prince, and cut off the Feng family's support!
But at this moment, with King Leng seeing him off, he didn't even have the courage to approach Feng Xingying.
Feng Tianhao took several deep breaths before he managed to calm down his depressed mood.
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"I'm here." Feng Xingying lowered his head and spoke.
She was really afraid that this gangster might disagree again...
He stared at her silently.
she knows.
But he didn't dare to raise his head.
There was silence between the two, but the atmosphere became increasingly cold and solid.
Even Yun Xiang, who originally brought a bowl of sweet soup to Feng Xingying, did not dare to disturb them and hid quietly in the room, sticking out her little head to peek.
After Qin Molin stared for a long time, he suddenly said:
"you are mine."
Feng Xingying's heart suddenly froze, and she raised her head to meet his serious and deep eyes.
It's not like he's joking.
But he is obviously so powerful, but the identity of King Leng is unparalleled in the entire Dali Kingdom, let alone the Master of Tongtian Pavilion.
Compared to him, she was an orphan with nothing.
She has no identity, no relatives, and no strength, and Feng Xingying never believes in beauty, even if she is the most beautiful woman in the Dali Kingdom.
But with Qin Molin's knowledge, there would probably be no shortage of beauties more beautiful than her to embrace.
Although his words were not a confession, he said them extremely seriously.
There was a hint of grievance in his tone.
Did she owe him something
Feng Xingying was a little confused.
She looked at him quietly, speechless.
"You are mine, don't touch other men again." He finally explained clearly.
He also imitated the way Feng Xingying patted Nangong Zhuo before, sealing Xingying's shoulders affectionately.
Feng Xingying was furious.
That was enough, she simply didn't want to deal with this childish guy.
"Zhuoer is my brother! He is still a child..."
"He is a man. He is not your biological brother. He likes you." Qin Molin stared into Feng Xingying's eyes seriously: "Promise me."
"What?"
"Don't touch other men in the future."
"Why?!" Feng Xingying was furious, this guy was too domineering.
"Well… "
Come again!
But she just couldn't do anything against him. Her strength was not as good as his, so she couldn't struggle at all.
Moreover, Qin Molin's skills seem to be constantly improving, and he is increasingly able to find Feng Xingying's sensitive points, making her blush every time.
Parted lips.
"promise me."
"Qin Molin, you are overbearing!" Feng Xingying was furious.
"Well… "
again…
The little girl Yunxiang's eyes were already red from rubbing, and her little brain was completely exhausted.
That is her young lady, yes, her young lady, she is so beautiful, who else could it be besides her young lady? She styled the young lady's hair style.
But is that man really His Royal Highness King Leng
It’s really His Highness King Leng!
The young lady called him Qin Molin, which was definitely the right name.
In real life, he is even more handsome and colder than the legend.
But what is he doing
He kissed her young lady again and again
Didn’t it mean that King Leng’s heart was as cold as iron
Didn't it mean that King Leng might not like women
Who can tell her what is going on in the scene before her
But Yunxiang's heart was quickly filled with pride, that's my young lady!