Chapter 72

How proud is Feng Xingying? The most annoying thing on weekdays is being touched.

And dare to despise her Youying men, basically can't see the next day's sun.

Only Qin Molin.

In front of outsiders, though he is a cold king.

But in Feng Xingying's eyes, this man is as enthusiastic as fire.

His fiery, little by little ignited her cold heart.

He pulled her back from the line of death. Why should she care about those illusory names?

Feng Xingying gently closed his eyes.

It seems to feel Feng Xingying's obedience, and his actions become gentle. One arm clasps the back of her head, and the other slender and powerful hand lifts her jaw.

Bend down and kiss her!

He pries open her shell teeth with his hot tongue and runs rampant in Feng Xingying's mouth, as if with some kind of oath and sovereignty.

Qin Molin's actions are overbearing, frivolous, focused and intense.

When her lips were released, Feng Xingying gasped, her cheeks were burning red, and even the air she inhaled was burning hot, which ignited her little by little.

He wants to repeat it.

Feng Xingying sighed softly. A shining silver needle pierced his waist from her finger.

The flame in Qin Molin's eyes was instantly restored.

His eyes were deep. He was staring at the girl with disordered hair, red cheeks and wronged eyes.

"Feng Xingying." His voice is colder than usual, but not hoarse.

"So again?" Feng Xingying also converged the beautiful mood, a trace of ice cold flashed in her eyes: "can't you go to other people?"

"No There was a cold flash in his eyes, like an ice well:

"I, Qin Molin, in your heart, is that kind of person?"

The figures of the two gradually fall.

"I don't mean anything else. I'm a doctor and you're a patient. I'm just discussing the disease with you. If you can't hold on, just... " Feng Xingying pursed her lips, but she didn't say anything, but her meaning was very clear.

Feng Xingying is a stubborn woman.

What she wants is pure, free from impurities and mutual understanding.

She could be sure that if she saw Qin Molin with other women, she would leave him forever.

Because, she has her pride.

Understanding is one thing, but accepting is another.

What was his kiss to her? Are those blazing passions released to her when they can't help themselves?

Is it possible to change a woman?

"You are the first and will be the last." Qin Molin's voice was full of anger.

He pulled Feng Xingying into his arms.

Feng Xingying doesn't notice for a moment, and his face bumps into his strong chest. The familiar breath makes Feng Xingying a little addicted.

Immediately, she reacted and tried to push him away with all her strength.

But he hugged her more and more tightly, just like holding the most precious treasure in the world, for fear that if he was not careful, she would slip away.

"Can I have a hug? Just a minute. " His voice, with a trace of deep sadness.

Feng Xingying's heart softened, so did his body. No more resistance.

His breath around her, like bathing in the sea breeze in early spring, slightly warm, moist, let people nostalgia.

Just a moment, just a moment.

Feng Xingying also told herself to let her heart stop and just lean on it.

One second, two seconds Time goes by.

Feng Xingying twisted awkwardly.

But with his own skill, he was even tighter.

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