It was Feng Xingying who felt that Qin Molin's body temperature seemed to be getting hotter.
Only then did he realize that he wanted to withdraw.
late.
The overwhelming wet and hot marks covered her face, like a fiery iron, branding layers of fine marks and patterns on the cold crystal stone.
Her feeling was ice-cool, moist but not biting, very comfortable, much more comfortable than ice spring water.
He stroked it lovingly and marked it domineeringly, making Feng Xingying's mind confused and dizzy.
Qin Molin frowned again, as if he thought her clothes were in the way.
With a flick of his fingers, he tore those troublesome obstacles into tiny strands.
Feng Xingying crossed his chest with his hands in embarrassment.
Both of them have nothing to hide.
Feng Xingying was not ready for what would happen next, but she had no regrets.
She took a deep breath, summoned up her courage, and began to respond to his dominance.
Her response was the most powerful medicine in the world, causing his tense nerves to collapse instantly and making him unable to control himself.
Suffocating numbness and peak happiness intertwined, Feng Xingying opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him quietly, with a smile on his face.
If she was his only antidote, she would not regret entering this ice spring.
Parted lips.
Qin Molin suddenly pushed Feng Xingying away.
He turned around awkwardly, suppressing the heat in his body that kept shouting and could go wild at any time.
"You hurry up! Otherwise."
"Otherwise, what? Are you afraid that you can't control yourself?" Feng Xingying chuckled.
That he was still afraid of hurting her or forcing her at such a time showed a lot of problems.
"I don't know what the future will bring." Feng Xingying suddenly said: "But at this moment, I am willing."
Feng Xingying hugged Qin Molin's waist from behind.
Qin Molin trembled slightly, and the last thread of reason was crushed into powder under her hand.
He turned around, tried his best to control his emotions, and stroked her bun and cheek little by little, as if stroking the most precious treasure in the world.
Her face was like a piece of black ice, slowly melting bit by bit under the warmth of his hot fingers, lips and teeth.
Her heart was slowly melting away bit by bit, from cold to hot.
He could no longer restrain his suppressed expectations and let out a suppressed growl in his throat.
All the heat waves, with a worried heart, rushed into the cold and sweet peach land.
Together, they sank to the bottom of the water, but always hugged each other, feeling each other's warmth, leading each other to the painful but sweet peak.
His long black hair was disheveled, evil and sexy, like a devilish beauty from an ancient painting.
Her green hair was like a waterfall, and the strands spread out softly, covering her back and wrapping around him, like wisps of infatuated fireworks, entangled.
His fingers lovingly traced her cold face that was soaked in ice spring water. Her warmth was like ice jade, calming him right down to the pit of his heart.
Others are heartwarming.
But when he came to Qin Molin, what Feng Xingying gave him was Bing Xin.
She cooperated stiffly and retorted.
On his shoulders, salty sweat dripped from his body. Mixed with ice spring water, it is refreshing and slightly salty.
His sudden thrust made Feng Xingying moan uncontrollably.
Qin Molin was strangled to the point of almost suffocating.
Unexpectedly, I was blocked and couldn't get to the deepest point.
Qin Molin lowered his head, kissed her light earlobe in the water, held her tighter, and dominated her fiercely.
again.
She was so painful that she scratched several deep blood marks on his shoulder.
Her face turned pale with pain, but she knew the importance of this moment.
Once decided, Feng Xingying would not back down.
She gritted her teeth and stopped escaping when he was deeply in love. Instead, she suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
Finally rushing to the end, Qin Molin's heart was beating wildly, almost crushing the person into his body. An unprecedented crazy joy rushed straight to his forehead, as if he was happy, as if he was crazy, and all his reason flew out of the sky. All that remains is hope of collapse.
It was like dying and being reborn, everything faded away in his eyes, and all his senses were left with her. He just wanted to dominate her, hold her, and possess her.
As his heart moved, he began.
Want, want to love...
He wished he could bury himself in the deepest part of her body and never leave her again.
The initial sharp pain finally passed, and Feng Xingying's body no longer hurt so much. A hot, crispy, itchy, and numb feeling came over him. With his intense movements, he became more and more trembling, like a sea wave that surged wildly, wave after wave. It seems to submerge life.
In her senses and in her heart, her whole body was filled with the smell that belonged to him. She seemed to be tied to his body, completely falling into his world, sinking deeply.
The intense madness gradually faded away, and Qin Molin slowed down, feeling that her body was as soft as water, no longer resisting his movements, and the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of evil charm, extremely lingering.
Feng Xingying was emotionally moved by the tossing, her eyes were slightly red, her breathing was intertwined with a soft moan, and her blurred eyes were filled with mist, melting into the surrounding icy spring water.
Her lips were as red as blood.
Qin Molin especially couldn't stand her softness like petals... Every time he saw her biting her lips, he wanted to bend over and kiss her regardless, and crush her into his body!
He had never come this far before, so he could only exercise restraint.
Now
It’s time to indulge.
Qin Molin was once again like a wild horse, reveling wantonly.
pain.
Feng Xingying gritted his teeth and bit his shoulder subconsciously to prevent himself from screaming.
She felt that half of her redness was quickly washed away by the ice spring water, while the other half entered his body.
This was the first time Feng Xingying encountered such a strange phenomenon.
Qin Molin seemed to feel Feng Xingying's suppressed pain, paused his rough attack, and hugged her tightly with his backhand, as if he wanted to carve her into his flesh and integrate her into his bones.
He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak.
All words of comfort turned into gentle gnawing.
Feng Xingying said stubbornly: "Remember, I slept with you today, and I will not be responsible for you. After today, you and I will have nothing to do with each other. Don't even think about holding me responsible for this."
Her voice was mixed with a hint of hoarse crying, and was soft with a hint of pride.
It's a pity that Qin Molin didn't hear it at all at this moment!
In other words, he didn't want to hear it at all!
Irrelevant
What a beautiful thought!
At least for this moment, she couldn't escape.
She was all in his mind and body.
Qin Molin's mind is now blank, completely immersed in the white moonlight.
Her soft words were like drums of encouragement, giving him renewed courage to conquer.
Ups and downs, huge waves rolling.
again and again.
It was forceful, unbridled, and violent, causing waves of ambiguous water sounds that made her numb, tremble, and agitate, making her unable to survive or die.
She is like a small boat sailing on the sea. She is attacked by the violent wind and rain, but she always maintains a clear mind.
Every time a huge wave hits, the hull of the boat will be lifted up high, and the exciting heartbeat will accelerate, and I can't help but want to scream.
Feng Xingying thought that Qin Molin's consciousness had entered a semi-crazy state, and he would not see her embarrassment at the moment.
She simply stopped suppressing herself and allowed the dense, soft voice to overflow from her mouth, composing a love song. Qin Molin's every movement, every move in and out, was like a pen writing the lyrics of the song. Rhythm.
Her voice, her breath, and her taste were all his greatest encouragement and temptation.
At this time, Qin Molin's eyes were as dark as ink, and the stars and everything were condensed in them, with no trace of demonic red at all.
There was clarity in his heart. Everything was composed into a beautiful song under his powerful conquest.
She is like the other side of him that has been missing for a long time, now found, linked together, and finally complete.
The realm barrier that had been bothering him was also shattered into pieces at this moment.
But Qin Molin didn't want to rush to make a breakthrough.
Because right now, there are more important things than breakthroughs.
Her refreshing breath and natural clear voice were the beauty that he wanted to cherish the most at this moment.
Until this moment, Qin Molin felt that he was really a real person, not the monster others said.
It wasn't until he had her that he understood that he could be stronger and more powerful, both for himself and for Feng Xingying.
Only by becoming stronger can he protect what he wants and live up to her deep affection.
He would not say these words, he would only do them silently.
Let her understand all your love and satisfaction through actions.
Feng Xingying's detailed and suppressed moans were the best affirmation for him.
Let him be completely tireless and stay up all night.
again and again.
again and again.
He demanded fiercely, becoming more ferocious every time, like a bloodthirsty beast looking for delicious prey.
However, his cruelty was like a strong poison, making it impossible for her to escape, sinking deeper and deeper into him.
By the end, Feng Xingying's consciousness was blurred, and she could only respond instinctively, feel instinctively, and make sounds that made her even ashamed.
As everyone knows, outside the ice spring, there is a beautiful figure, trembling all over, but unwilling to leave.
The scene she had dreamed of for more than ten years was ruthlessly taken away by another woman.
The joy in Feng Xingying's voice seemed to be the best sarcasm and declaration of war against her.
She dug her nails into her flesh, but she couldn't help the pain in her heart.
Heat surged between her legs, but her heart became even colder.
The man she wanted would never touch her.
If he is cold, he should be cold to all women.
Why is he tirelessly sending Feng Xingying into the sky at this moment? Could it be that only Feng Xingying could turn all his depression into happiness
All she heard before was the painful howl of the demon blood attack. But at this moment, his low voice was filled with intoxication and satisfaction. That was brought to him by Feng Xingying, not her.
Thinking about her previous demonstration against Feng Xingying, it's no wonder that she was ridiculed to death. She even felt like a loser and a complete clown.
No, she is the daughter of the Ling family, she cannot bear such humiliation.
Sooner or later, she would take her place and be by that man's side.
As long as she kills Feng Xingying, she will definitely be able to get it.