Feng Xingying was swept away while he was confused.
Literally swept away.
Qin Molin rolled up his Ink Bone Sky Spirit Silkworm cloak and pulled Feng Xingying into his arms, then rode away on the Ink Jade Lion King with his windy four hooves, stepping on black dark flames and wearing pure black fur.
His Qin Molin woman doesn't need anyone's sympathy or pointers.
Fortunately, Qin Molin did not leave the academy with Feng Xingying, but went to Feng Xingying's residence in the academy - Xinghuang Garden.
Along the way, the atmosphere between the two of them was somewhat quiet.
Qin Molin didn't touch her
Feng Xingying felt a little unbelievable. Is this Qin Molin fake
"If you want to ask, just ask." Qin Molin knocked Feng Xingying's head helplessly.
Feng Xingying stuck out his tongue and said stubbornly: "Actually, I can ask the master."
"So you think I'm not as good as your master?" Qin Molin's face was scarier than the summer weather, so fickle!
But, his face is really pretty.
Feng Xingying just turned his head and became a little distracted.
Is this picture of a perfect man with no flaws and every detail so beautiful really living in front of her
I really want to abduct him into modern times, and he will definitely become famous in the entertainment industry and become the universal male god. In this way, Feng Xingying can be responsible for collecting money and acting as a bodyguard for the male god.
Well, no!
How could her person be looked at casually
Discovering the blurred light flowing in Feng Xingying's eyes, he couldn't help but laugh fondly.
Feng Xingying finally came back to his senses.
Ah, got caught in action!
Fortunately, he should. I wonder what she was thinking
Feng Xingying glanced at Qin Molin guiltily and found that he was looking at her with a smile and confidence.
Humph, pretending to be sophisticated!
He must have looked like he had guessed everything, and then made her feel guilty. Feng Xingying can also use this tactic.
She won't be fooled!
Seeing Feng Xingying pouting her little mouth, Qin Molin couldn't help but laugh fondly.
"Is it that funny?" Feng Xingying really couldn't do anything to him.
He is the one who can turn a goddess into a goddess!
But the most speechless thing about Qin Molin is.
It was obvious that he was the one who made people mad, then turned around and put on a serious face, as if you don't mess around, I'll talk to you about business.
For example now...
"Actually, the psychic physique is a very top-notch physique. It can accommodate spiritual power almost perfectly. It ranks first among all kinds of physiques."
That’s it!
Feng Xingying looked proud.
"It's a pity that this kind of physique has another name. Do you want to know?"
If you want to know, I’ll kiss you, right
The routine is too deep!
"I don't want to!" Feng Xingying turned her head away proudly.
Forehead.
"Really don't want to?"
"snort."
As if guessing Feng Xingying's little thoughts, Qin Molin suddenly leaned over.
Her lips were pursed, and Feng Xingying wanted to hide, but his hand held the back of her head in time.
This bastard!
Becoming more and more skilled.
The early summer wind blew warmly on her face, bringing a blush.
He seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming.
There was a tremor on Qin Molin's lips.
After that, there was the gentlest entanglement, giving her a delicate and soft touch that she couldn't stop.
One kiss.
The blush on Feng Xingying's face became brighter and brighter, and her eyes were filled with waves like water.
Why, it stopped suddenly
Feng Xingying looked up and realized that he had already arrived.
This bastard!