Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

Chapter 540: Hot Spring, Awakening 5

Views:

Her fingertips went all the way down, resting on his slightly thin but well-defined and cool lip line.

His temperature was completely opposite to his cold, ice-faced temperament. His lips had a temperature higher than that of ordinary people, even a little burning, so hot that it burned people's hearts.

This kind of heat made Feng Xingying feel very comfortable.

Feng Xingying stared at the fiery lips hesitantly, his fingertips gently sliding on them, but his face was the first to get closer.

She stopped again, hesitated.

She stared at those two thin lips quietly, a trace of confusion and struggle flashing in her eyes.

Feng Xingying's injuries were not completely healed. She could feel the biting coldness, as if it was frozen to the bone.

His warmth made her nostalgic.

Feng Xingying's face came closer and closer.

Her cold lips gently touched his smooth thin lips.

Mmm, so warm.

Feng Xingying's cheeks turned red and she clenched her teeth tightly, but she refused to give up that bit of warmth.

Fortunately, her movements were gentle, just touching her gently, and there was no rough movement.

But the more she behaved like this, the more it tickled Qin Molin's heart like a cat's claw scratching her.

"Little fairy! You don't even know how to tease? I'll teach you."

Qin Molin couldn't bear it anymore, opened his eyes suddenly, and counterattacked fiercely.

"You actually pretended to be asleep." Feng Xingying complained incoherently.

Unfortunately, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was driven in and attacked again and again.

His lips were like a cluster of flames, igniting her sensitivity, making her feel numb.

The kiss, as if it was about to suck away the soul, continued to spread inch by inch on Feng Xingying's neck, collarbone, and shoulder blades.

She lay weakly under his body, watching his blood-hot lips move over her cold body. Her transparent skin seemed to be ignited, emitting bursts of fresh floral fragrance, which smelled very good.

Qin Molin kept teasing all the way down.

He held her slender, cold ankle with one hand and gently stroked it along the heel. The touch of his hot fingers sliding across the skin made Feng Xingying tremble. Her toes couldn't help but curl up together, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"Um… "

Suddenly a sore and numb feeling came over him, and Feng Xingying couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

She slowly opened her hazy eyes, feeling even more ashamed and angry, but she couldn't move.

This hateful guy is becoming more and more proficient, and he actually knows how to tease her thighs.

Feng Xingying felt unbearably sore and itchy, and she twisted her body trying to get rid of his shackles.

But Qin Molin seemed to have anticipated Feng Xingying's reaction, and the frequency of teasing suddenly accelerated, with a smile on his lips and looking at Feng Xingying with a slightly evil look in his eyes.

"This is called teasing, do you want to learn it?" Qin Molin's voice was evil and full of heat.

Seeing his provocative gaze, Feng Xingying had no choice but to pretend that she saw and heard nothing.

But Qin Molin was excited.

This feeling made Feng Xingying feel like an ant on a hot pot, wanting but not wanting to admit defeat. She didn't know her body would be so sensitive, and she would feel pleasure when he touched her like that.

His tongue seemed to have magic power, constantly arousing her surging desire.

"Ah... ah..."

Another wave of more numbing pleasure shot up from the nerves in her legs. Her body trembled slightly like a spasm, and her hands subconsciously grasped his shoulders tightly.

Qin Molin had already seen her emotion, with a satisfied smile on his face. He gently swiped and placed a wisp of transparent spring water in front of Feng Xingying.

This guy!

Feng Xingying squinted his eyes, enjoying the warm sunshine like a cat.

The scorching heat penetrated her heart and lungs, warming every corner of her body.

Until, with familiarity and familiarity, the new round of conquest became more and more intense.

Feng Xingying's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the pain and pleasure almost made her dizzy.

Hua Xin couldn't help but tremble under his teasing, and the honey dripped uncontrollably, flowing along the heels of her legs.

Seeing the extremely charming and innocent look of the girl under him, and feeling her warmth and moisture, Qin Molin's eyes darkened, and he continued to speed up, conquering one after another.

"Well...ah..."

Broken moans and broken pleas for mercy escaped from her red lips that were bitten as if they were bleeding. She didn't know what she was saying. She was already confused and just repeated these words mechanically.

At that moment, Feng Xingying felt as if his soul had separated from his body and kept flying upwards, higher and higher, with no end. This feeling of nothingness was extremely wonderful, as if his entire soul had been reborn.

Seeing Feng Xingying, who was about to have a climax, like a delicate and blooming flower, the smile on Qin Molin's lips became deeper and he worked harder.

He likes to see her like this, alive in front of him, becoming more and more beautiful because of his efforts.

God knows how painful it was at that moment when he thought he would lose her forever.

Now, with her, everything is the best.

Love, endless.

Sleepless and sleepless.

This guy has great physical strength!

Fortunately, Feng Xingying was finally able to control her body and would no longer involuntarily perform the exercises that made her feel ashamed.

"I was wrong. I will never take the initiative to flirt with you again." Feng Xingying begged for mercy after being criticized again and again.

"Huh?" Qin Molin raised his eyebrows: "You can't even admit your mistake?!"

"Then what do you want?" Feng Xingying's voice was rare and soft, with a girl's unique weakness and coquettishness.

When he thought that she was because of his weakness, Qin Molin became energetic again.

"No, you have to tease me. Practice now."

Feng Xingying was so weak now, his bones were sore and numb, so she still had to tease him

It’s unreasonable!

Well, when did Qin Molin ever be reasonable

Feng Xingying decided to ignore this bastard and refuse with practical actions.

However, Qin Molin used successive conquests to force her to surrender.

Feng Xingying's eyes, as bright as stars, were covered with a layer of light mist, like a layer of dew, which was particularly attractive.

His blood boiled again at her clumsy response.

Beiyan Pass.

Nangong Zhuo had a cold face and issued the order like a young adult: "The traitors of the Sun family will be killed without mercy!"

Sun Zhi sneered and responded elegantly: "His Royal Highness Xiao Ping, although you are a prince, you have no military power. What qualifications do you have to deal with the generals in the army

My father is a marshal personally appointed by His Majesty. Even if there is any mistake, it can only be handled by Your Majesty himself.

You don't have this qualification. "

Sun Changsheng also knelt down in front of Nangong Ling, begging for mercy with runny nose and tears:

"First Prince, the veteran has been wronged. Please save me and redress the injustice of the veteran. We, the Sun family's military master, heard that you were in trouble, so we rashly entered the city just to protect you.

We have never thought of treason. Everything must be based on evidence. Please investigate clearly and restore my innocence.

The old minister will definitely tie a grass ring to repay your kindness. "

What he meant was that if Nangong Ling saved him today, Sun Jiajun would be Nangong Ling's people from now on.

After all, Nangong Ling has no mother clan to rely on, so he is alone. Even his current status was obtained with his own two legs.

Nangong Ling's sacrifice of her life to save her father was really just out of sheer sincerity.

But in the eyes of politicians, Nangong Ling was the biggest winner in the palace coup.

Judging from the results, that's it.

From a lowly prince who couldn't even enter the genealogy, Nangong Ling suddenly became His Majesty's favorite, and was very likely to be named a prince.