Until she completely surrendered and fell, her body was as soft as pink petals.
He is still picking endlessly.
"Qin Molin, I can't bear it anymore. I was wrong. Please let me go." Feng Xingying's voice was as soft as water.
But in a playful way, he became harder and thicker, entering Taoyuan again, and wave after wave swept her over.
"Qin..."
Her voice was also shattered by the impact.
Can we still have a good chat? !
"are you tired… "
"Are you doubting your husband's physical strength?" Qin Molin wanted to spare her, but because of one word, he became braver and braver as he fought endlessly.
Feng Xingying didn't dare to speak at all and let the wind roll around him.
She didn't believe it. He was also a human being, so he wasn't tired. !
The truth is.
Feng Xingying's voice was hoarse, his body was soft and turned into mud, and he couldn't muster any strength, but he was still full of energy.
"Qin Molin, I'm so sleepy." Feng Xingying couldn't hold it any longer, so she nestled in his arms and fell asleep.
There was a flash of light in Qin Molin's eyes. The next moment, they had gone from the dim Palace of Inheritance to the hot spring in Qin Molin's space. The hot spring water slowly flowed through Feng Xingying's body.
Seeing Feng Xingying's exhausted look, Qin Molin felt guilty again and carefully cleaned her body.
While washing, his face turned red, he placed a deep kiss on Feng Xingying's red and moist lips, and then pulled away.
Feng Xingying also woke up, watching his retreating back quietly, not daring to make any sound, for fear that this bastard with amazing physical strength would come back to torture her after seeing her wake up.
She was awake, but she was so weak that she just wanted to lie quietly in the hot spring and soak.
After a while, the alluring fragrance came, and Feng Xingying couldn't bear it anymore.
This is her favorite fish soup!
Young Qin Molin learned fish soup for her.
Feng Xingying quickly went ashore.
"Get up, let's drink some soup." His voice was cold.
Qin Molin seemed to have changed, back to the cold king Qin Molin who kept away from strangers.
The courtyard, which was originally decorated with red and festive colors by young Qin Molin, has returned to its former elegance without any trace of celebration.
Is he just trying to get everything done and doesn't want to admit his guilt
Feng Xingying felt aggrieved inexplicably.
But Feng Xingying was a proud person at heart. He didn't say anything, and she didn't ask. He just drank her fish soup quietly.
The atmosphere between the two became awkward and stagnant for a moment.
"I still need to retreat for a month to stabilize my state. You don't have to worry about me. Let's go back to Dali Kingdom first.
The emperor of the Dali Kingdom was injured last time and his vitality was damaged. His health is getting worse. The situation in the Dali Kingdom is unstable, especially Nangong Zhuo who is at the forefront of the crisis at a young age. You must want to go back and help him. "
"Yes." Feng Xingying nodded: "Zhuo'er is like my biological brother."
She didn't know why she had to explain.
"I believe you." Qin Molin knocked on the table quietly: "You just need to promise me to stay away from Ji Jue."
"Uh, okay." Feng Xingying's face turned red for no apparent reason. She wanted to explain that she only regarded Ji Jue as her brother, but seeing Qin Molin's domineering look, she didn't want to offend him.
I’ll explain it later.
Qin Molin was very satisfied with Feng Xingying's cooperation, nodded and continued:
"It is said that Nangong Chu is determined to be a traitor. He came to Tianyu Kingdom to ask to marry Princess Qinghong. I am afraid he will borrow troops from Tianyu."
"Princess Qinghong?"