He wanted to care for her gently, but it turned into actions, but it was domineering conquest.
Lips parted, Feng Xingying bit her lip, her eyes still stubborn, and she didn't even forget to say sarcastically:
“What you said, I didn’t ask you, is that it
So you think that because you are a man and you have the advantage of cultivation, you are great? Can you trample on a woman's body and dignity at will? "
Feng Xingying's voice trembled with a cry.
He held her in his arms distressedly.
But she pushed him away stubbornly.
Qin Molin didn't know how to explain it. Although most of the anger in his heart was gone, he refused to admit his mistake.
Perhaps the only way for him to admit his mistake is to give her the warmest senses and take her to the top together.
His skills have been refined many times, coupled with his understanding and intention, he has already been able to ignite Feng Xingying at any time.
His lips were sometimes gentle like raindrops falling on a jade plate, sometimes rough like lightning and thunder.
Every feeling is a heart-pounding experience that makes people unable to extricate themselves.
Feng Xingying's body had already melted into this wave of touches that was stronger than the previous wave.
After receiving her response, he seemed to be encouraged to conquer the city step by step.
Where the wind blows, there are bursts of falling flowers, with their clothes flying into pieces, like flying butterflies, falling in love.
She finally presented her most perfect self in front of him like a work of art carved from white porcelain.
Qin Molin took a sharp breath of the hot air around him, his mind went blank, and heat waves rolled around him. His movements are no longer controlled by reason. Everything is so natural and relies on the instinct of the body.
…
Feng Xingying felt a chill in her body and suddenly woke up. She pushed away Qin Molin who had already rubbed her into his arms.
She couldn't help but shed tears. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of her, she laughed coldly:
"It turns out that you are no different from anyone else. Since this kind of humiliation is what you want, I won't ask you.
Come on, just take it. I just thought it was a bite from a dog. "
"What did you say?!" Qin Molin pinched Feng Xingying's chin, furious. I wish I could punish her severely now and let this tough-talking little guy know how powerful he is.
She actually said that to him
His hands suddenly felt cold.
Qin Molin woke up suddenly and looked at Feng Xingying who was gradually getting colder in front of him in surprise. Her originally crystal clear body was covered with a light layer of misty blue ice.
She actually decided to choose to trigger the Nine Yin Juemai here!
Damn it, doesn't she know how serious the consequences will be
"you win."
Qin Molin put his ink-bone Tianling silk cloak on her in defeat and disappeared in an instant.
…
The whole world suddenly became quiet.
Without Qin Molin's dominance, without the feeling of being restrained, everything has returned to its original point.
Feng Xingying's spiritual power returned to her body, and the thin layer of ice on her body melted in an instant.
Feng Xingying smiled coolly and disappeared instantly.
Ever since he broke through the ice talent and the space of Feng Xingying's Xihuang Sword expanded again, it has become more like a primitive ecological forest.
In addition to a land of fire, there are fire pools and fire elves flying. In the far north, there is an additional ice rink, which is an extremely cold place with snow-white and crystal-clear ice elves that are only as big as the palm of your hand.
Feng Xingying's single time in the Xihuang Sword was also extended to two hours. You still only need to rest for an hour before entering again.
Feng Xingying's mind went blank now. She never thought that she would be insulted by someone, and that person turned out to be Qin Molin.
It was humiliating her while he was conscious.
Feng Xingying had always been strong, how could he endure such a thing