Qin Molin said nothing, and after taking a sip of wine, he suddenly pulled Feng Xingying to his side, fighting with his lips and teeth, and fed her to drink.
When Feng Xingying was ashamed, angry and helpless, Qin Molin's cold voice suddenly spoke:
"Do you still feel bitter?"
"Huh?" Your leap is too fast, and others can't bear it!
Before Feng Xingying could recover from the shameful feeling, Qin Molin sat upright again and tasted the wine seriously.
Feng Xingying wanted to have a seizure, but he didn't know how to speak when he saw such a serious Qin Molin.
I really feel that there is nothing I can do against him. This guy's evil index is getting higher and higher!
"I just like it when you look at me so obsessively." A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Molin's lips, and he tapped Feng Xingying's forehead lovingly.
"You're too narcissistic!" Feng Xingying gave him a helpless look: "Who is obsessed?"
"Stop pretending, I know your thoughts." Qin Molin's smile was so shallow that you couldn't tell he was smiling unless you looked closely.
Feng Xingying was furious. How could there be such a shameless guy
What annoyed Feng Xingying the most was that one second he was a scoundrel, but the next second he could be so serious. It was probably only Qin Molin, a sinister guy.
With Qin Molin like this, she couldn't even argue with him.
"I really want to go back and see her, lest she come to trouble you." Qin Molin raised a smile on his lips: "Since she has always been vain, I will find some beautiful men to serve her."
Feng Xingying didn't try to persuade him any more. To someone like Qin Molin, there seemed to be no need to say things like "she is your mother after all" and "parents' kindness is greater than heaven". He had his own judgment and choice.
Moreover, Qin Molin has always been duplicitous. He obviously still cares about his mother, but he always hits her. To put it this way, Feng Xingying quite sympathized with his mother.
Feng Xingying really didn't expect that what Qin Molin said about finding some beautiful men to accompany his mother was true.
He is really a filial son.
Thirteen were selected in one selection.
And these thirteen were none other than Ye Huohuo's junior brothers.
Ye Huohuo had no other choice, so he and Ji Jue came to Feng Xingying for help.
"That's what Qin Molin said." Ye Huohuo reluctantly imitated Qin Molin's cold and domineering eyes and tone: "'Since you are Feng Xingying's trophies, you are also my trophies. Come with me. My mother is happy to serve you. , I will let you back, otherwise, you can keep it.'"
This kind of thing was really done by Qin Molin!
But what Qin Molin did, including the friendly relations between the two houses, will not work! The only one who works is Feng Xingying.
Feng Xingying rushed to Qin Molin's residence with Ye Huohuo and Ji Jue with a look of helplessness.
There, the lights are brightly lit, the smell of meat is overflowing, and the sound of silk and bamboo dancing is constant.
Is this still the most noble and glamorous spiritual cultivation academy? And it’s the most elegant elixir branch
And in this scene of silk and bamboo dance music and laughter, Feng Xingying actually saw many acquaintances - people from her Xingying Legion! There are also rue, sesame, queen bee, and even Luoning Zou.
"What, what is this?" Feng Xingying became more and more confused.
"Since we are here, we are all guests, so come in and sit down." Qin's mother, who was luxuriously dressed and elegant, took the initiative to greet Feng Xingying and gave her a rare polite smile:
"Today is my birthday. It's rare that my son is so thoughtful and invites so many young people to give me a birthday party. All the guests are here."