That night, it turned out that he had not completely lost his mind.
Every conquest he made against her was an outpouring of emotion.
Because she doesn't understand, and he wants her to understand, it becomes an endless battle. She was defeated because she also had him in her heart.
This time, she actually had some expectations.
However, her body found it difficult to respond.
Qin Molin sensed Feng Xingying's subtle changes very carefully.
The blood stains on her face and body were all cleaned up, and she was as white as a beautiful piece of art, yet so fragile that it would be broken if not careful.
He has to be careful, be more careful.
Until she didn't know whether it was because of the hot spring or his heat, a layer of delicate peach pink appeared, just like a newly ripe peach.
He was no longer suppressed, and all his emotions surged out like a volcano, intense and hot.
When he came into contact with her at a negative distance and entered deeply, Feng Xingying felt like she suddenly came to life.
She felt like her body was being gnawed gently by tens of thousands of ants, numbing her bones and making it difficult to control herself.
She wanted to give him an encouraging response, she wanted him to know that she was willing.
It's a pity that she can't move even a little bit, and she can't even move her fingers.
On the contrary, an uncontrollable sound escaped from her lips softly and softly. The humming was like the sound of a kitten being tickled. It was soft, delicate, and penetrated directly into the heart.
Qin Molin paused, and the corners of his cold lips suddenly curved.
"You also have me in your heart? Right?"
Feng Xingying remained silent because she couldn't.
"If you don't answer, take it as acquiescence."
Feng Xingying heard it, but couldn't answer.
"Okay, if you don't tell me, I will work hard until you tell me." Qin Molin was in a good mood.
The fierce battle continues.
Qin Molin was like a general who was invincible in a hundred battles, attacking enemy camps over and over again, insisting on forcing them to surrender.
And the enemy he defeated has been completely defeated. How can he still have the strength to disarm
Only the soft voice of humming was the only response to him.
His efforts finally paid off.
Qin Molin's eyes were as bright as stars.
She was his, he knew it at first sight.
Can't be wrong.
He wouldn't let anyone take her away, not even Death.
His conquests were endless and seemed to have endless physical strength.
At this moment, Feng Xingying fell into a mood where he wanted to commit suicide.
Because a mental thought was spreading uncontrollably in her mind.
Even though she couldn't move her body, her mind moved.
But she refused in her heart, she didn't want to do this, she didn't want to hurt Qin Molin, and she didn't want to cast a stain on their relationship.
However, some things are simply beyond control.
Especially in her current situation, her spiritual power has been completely destroyed, and she has fallen from a great spiritual master to the realm of a spiritual person in one fell swoop.
She didn't even have the strength to maintain her heartbeat or move her fingers, so she could only rely on her body's instincts.
What Feng Xingying regrets most now is why she listened to her master reciting this piece of wisdom that day!
Of course, Qin Molin felt something strange about Feng Xingying, and his spiritual power was sucked away by Feng Xingying.
He just paused for a moment, and then became even crazier.
"You can take everything from me if you want. As long as you come back."
His fingertips were burning and caressing her face.
At this time, Qin Molin's eyes were so gentle and intoxicating.
There was a trace of moisture in the corner of Feng Xingying's eyes, and what flowed out was not tears, but blood.
His lips brushed from the corners of her eyes, gently wiping away the trace of blood.