On the back of the Ink Jade Lion King.
"Open your mouth." Qin Molin said lovingly. Although his voice was still magnetic, it contained a bit of tenderness that he had never had before.
Feng Xingying opened his mouth obediently.
A spiritual fruit entered Feng Xingying's mouth.
Feng Xingying didn't care what it was, she opened her mouth to eat it, her eyes never leaving the ancient medical book in her hand.
Qin Molin blinked.
"Open your mouth." The repetition continued.
Feng Xingying opened his mouth obediently.
But, what's wrong
When Feng Xingying reacted, she realized that what she was biting this time was not a spiritual fruit, but Qin Molin's finger.
this…
Fortunately, he didn't go deep and she didn't use any force.
It's just that this picture is a little weird.
Feng Xingying's confused eyes seemed to be calling him.
Qin Molin fell down suddenly.
Instead of fingers, it was his lips.
"Ugh, you... um." Feng Xingying responded inarticulately.
Because her lips were tightly sealed and pressed to death.
From his hot lips, she felt the suppressed heat and desire.
She was a little at a loss and a little obsessed with it.
He was still confused and had to deal with it, but he followed his body's instinctive reaction.
I felt the little person in my arms soften a little.
Qin Molin's heart softened a little bit.
He wished he could melt with her and merge into each other's bodies, never to be separated again.
It seems that he is really a little crazy.
He held her body and suddenly rose into the air, floating in mid-air.
The lips are always close together.
Suppressed joy.
Long lost enthusiasm.
at this moment.
Fiery and spreading.
She was like a fire, igniting the fireworks in his heart and releasing a brilliant light.
Lips parted, he stared at her face quietly.
Feng Xingying's eyes came back to reality at this moment. The water is full of water, but it has a profound perseverance, mixed with a touch of confused softness.
Such a cute and gentle Feng Xingying was only shown in front of him.
Qin Molin's lips curled up with a hint of pride.
Her lips were rosy, plump, and sparkling, the hope he brought out.
His sharp-jointed fingers gently swiped across the lips, wiping the little bits of crystal clean.
But this kind of action made Feng Xingying excited, and he couldn't help but nibble mischievously.
"Little goblin! You asked for it."
He left a muffled warning in her ear.
Before Feng Xingying could ask: Is it too late to regret now
She knew it was too late.
Qin Molin was always very fast and never gave people time to react.
The overwhelming kiss left little marks on Feng Xingying's face. Finally, I captured the pair of delicate and helpless lips.
From gentle to domineering. From repressed to unscrupulous.
It's like a long dull summer afternoon, when suddenly the clouds roll in and drizzle falls.
Unable to defend itself, it has turned into violent storms and turbulent waves.
The unbridled downpour spoke of the friendship in his heart.
Feng Xingying is like a tough grass, still unyielding in the storm.
However, it was difficult for her to fully control her state of mind.
She wanted to say: You forgot our agreement.
When he opened his mouth, what came out was a suppressed moan.
This sound gave him enough encouragement to fight more and more bravely, conquering and plundering tirelessly in her words.
In order to prevent himself from getting too deep, Feng Xingying turned his attention to the scenery at his feet.
They were in mid-air now.
White clouds drifted past them, and the treetops were also under their feet. The entire Warcraft Forest looked spectacular. It's like flying in an airplane, overlooking the ever-shrinking scenery below.