Chapter 257

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

Do you think Qin Molin won't hear you if you keep your voice down? He is not an ordinary man at all!

Qin Molin also heard some rumors, and then he realized that he was too impulsive. As soon as he got along with it, he picked the little guy out.

He didn't think much about it at that time. He just thought that he was not very polite, so he took it out easily.

Let go now.

Seems too late?

After Qin Molin let go, he found that the little rascal was holding his waist.

How could that be!

Qin Molin hates people to be close to him, not to mention intimate contact. No matter men or women, except Feng Xingying.

And he has a very strong sense of mind, as long as someone is close to you, you can feel it immediately.

When did this young man named Ye Xing hold his waist? He didn't feel it!

It's not that he didn't realize it, but that he didn't feel anything wrong, which is tantamount to acquiescence in his behavior.

Damn, why is that?

At this moment, even Qin Molin himself felt that he would not really bend?

Seeing that Qin Molin looked at her, Feng Xingying raised his head and gave him a sunshine smile that was too much for his life.

"Not yet?" Qin Molin's anger was put out by the smile of the young man in front of him.

"Oh. Don't I fear falling? I've called you brother. Why don't you let me hold you? There's a lot of meat He's still right? The most hateful thing is that this little guy is addicted and has no intention to let go.

"Oh? Then you have to hold it steady. " Qin Mo Lin sneered.

"Why?"

Without waiting for Feng Xingying to react, Qin Molin has summoned his flame lion king, stepped on the spirit beast mount and galloped away.

Feng Xingying, like a waist pendant, always holds Qin Molin's waist.

Qin Molin must have done it on purpose!

His mount speed is faster and faster. Feng Xingying doesn't even have a chance to let go.

Because once she let go, she would fall, and then she would fall badly.

So change your posture?

Feng Xingying once tried to climb on the back of the black jade lion king to find a place to sit.

As a result, he was scared by Qin Molin's eye knife, so that his hands and feet were obediently retracted, and he continued to hang himself on him like a waist pendant.

Poor Feng Xingying, he wanted to play a scoundrel in men's clothes, so he was attacked.

Qin Molin doesn't have any pity for boys. The Lion King flies at full speed.

Feng Xingying such a contrast, feel that he was forced to imprison yesterday, holding, that is heaven!!!

The speed of Moyu lion king can reach the train level. She hangs on Qin Molin's waist, just like hanging on the window of a train.

It's a good feeling.

If she had not been a spirit Master and had a fire spirit shield to protect her body, the fierce wind would have turned Feng Xingying's little white face into a bloody ugly cat.

In short, the waist pendant she only when once, never look for abuse!

After a long time in the backyard of Tongtian Pavilion, Feng Xingying finally escaped from the torment. He released his hand smoothly and gasped awkwardly.

No, the spirit power is exhausted. Now Feng Xingying feels powerless to lift his legs, let alone continue to play the waist pendant game with him.

If not, Feng Xingying will let go halfway.

Especially seeing Qin Molin's smiling face, Feng Xingying suddenly realized.

"You did it on purpose!" He must have calculated the limit of the shadow on purpose, and then controlled the speed and landing location. Otherwise, he would not choose Tongtian Pavilion.

If you go to lengwang mansion, it's less than one third of the way. How much less torture can she suffer?

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