Chapter 312

Qin Molin step by step forward, his heart is also ironed to warm.

Her long hair was tender and twisted around him like a vine, which made him feel that they were inseparable.

Unfortunately, Feng Xingying is dishonest and kicks his calf to protest: "Qin Molin, please put me down quickly!"

He gave her a slap.

I didn't mean to, but she was bent. The protruding part was her butt.

Feel good?

Qin Molin stopped and looked at his other hand.

"You put me down!" Feng Xingying is more and more ashamed. This bastard is more and more unreliable.

Feng Xingying wants to struggle, but he's afraid to make him go on, so he just calms down.

But the temperature he obviously raised made her feel embarrassed.

This asshole!

As a doctor, she is extremely sensitive to every reaction of the human body, including questions and the characteristics of some parts.

There was a hard fire in his place, blocking her waist.

Feng Xingying's little face is burning red. He doesn't dare to make any more noise.

I don't know if this guy's name will be big at any time.

Or Qin Molin first reaction, strong self convergence mind, continue to move forward quietly.

None of them spoke, and there was silence around them, except his strong footsteps and each other's heartbeats.

Feng Xingying felt a little dry in his throat. He opened his mouth, but he still shut up and stubbornly bit the ruddy lip.

Qin Molin had a warm smile on his face, and his pace was still firm and steady.

Feng Xingying is heartless enough. It's just like this.

Fall asleep

Listening to her symmetrical and charming breathing, Qin Mo Lin couldn't help laughing.

This kind of time can sleep, he only takes the seal star shadow.

Feng Xingying just closed her eyes for a rest. When he put her on the soft Princess chair, she had already opened her eyes.

His smile, suddenly into her eyes, into her heart.

Feng Xingying looked up at the man in front of him.

Spring is sunny, soft and warm, peach blossom is in full bloom, willow leaves are green, but he is more beautiful than this spring.

And such a beautiful man, actually belongs to her?

Feng Xingying suddenly felt that all this was unreal like a dream.

Is it after waking up or reinforced concrete, neon lights, scalpel and laboratory?

Feng Xingying can't help holding out his hand, trying to feel if he really exists.

But he grabbed her hand, put it on his face, put it on his lips, and printed a hot lipstick.

Feng Xingying's face turned red, awkwardly turned his head, pulled back his hand, and asked stubbornly:

"does your royal highness Leng Wang like to detain good women now?"

"No, I'm just exercising my rights."

"I didn't promise to marry you!" Feng Xingying blew up his hair and forgot his shame. He straightened up to confront him.

He was right in front of her, and her face almost touched his lips.

Once you start kissing, it's easy to wipe the fire.

Feng Xingying quickly retreated.

Instead of chasing him, Qin Mo Lin put away his smile and responded solemnly:

"a little guy took my fire and said he would clean the yard for me."

This matter

"It's not me!" Feng Xingying decided to die in the end.

Although he already knew that Ye Xing was Feng Xingying.

"Is it?" With a smile, the evil spirit rippled from the corner of his lips:

"then I can only exercise the creditor's right."

"What do you want?"

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