Chapter 458

All his irritability suddenly subsided at the moment he saw her.

He really just wanted to look at her quietly.

Her figure, like a white moonlight, shines into his heart, illuminating the dark soul shrouded by demon blood.

The color of blood in his pupils faded at this moment.

Feng Xingying walked slowly, but it was very difficult.

Because she and Qin Molin strength gap is too big.

The heat flow caused by Qin Molin's demon blood has already brought the whole ice spring to boil.

The good thing about Fengxing shadow is that it has the attribute of ice. It uses ice power to form a layer of protection around the body.

But how can her spiritual strength compare with Qin Molin?

Her ice, in the heat of the collapse.

Cohesion and disintegration.

Re condense.

Every step of fengxingying depends on spiritual power.

Qin was not fully awake at this time. The red light in his eyes faded, and his face was still covered with a little bit of water.

Water line, from his full forehead, to the strong bridge of the nose, and then from his sexy thin lips.

The edges and corners of his face were a little blurred in the night.

He had no clothes to cover his body. Half of his body was soaked in the ice spring, but his sexy clavicle and white skin were covered with some healthy copper tendons.

Feng Xingying also admired himself. At this time, he could even think distractedly: his figure is blind in white clothes.

In the 21st century, if you want to be a fitness coach or body model, you will surely attract many fans.

After Qin Molin calmed down, the ice spring was worthy of the holy land, and it quickly faded away the dry heat and began to return to the cold of the past.

When Feng Xingying came to Qin Molin's side, she no longer needed ice crystals to resist the heat flow.

She stretched out her slender white fingers, gently stroked his face, wiped the water off his face and smoothed his scattered long hair.

Qin Molin quietly looks like a stone carving, at the mercy of Feng Xingying.

Just, the cold of Feng Xingying's fingertips, seeping into his heart, is endless cool.

She brought him, clearly is Qinfu bone cold, but his heart, but like a general fire, more burning up.

Especially when she is cold and clear, brushing his hot lips.

His heart is burning at this moment.

His remaining reason is lost in the torrent of senses.

But this time, his eyes didn't turn red.

He is Qin Molin. He wants to feel the shadow of Fengxing with Qin Molin's heart.

He grabbed her restless finger, put it on his chest, and gently forced Feng Xingying to be dragged onto him.

His body is solid and straight, such as a wall, no matter how the star shadow collides, it seems that he will not collapse.

Feng Xingying awkwardly wants to take back his finger and keep a distance from him.

Suddenly, he held her tightly in his arms.

The hot and close embrace brings Feng Xingying a full feeling of suffocation.

She raised her small face, facing Qin Molin's deep and charming eyes like stars, coupled with his perfect facial features, which made people feel an unreal dream.

Can such evil really exist? Why hasn't he been used as a living specimen?

Feng Xingying was encircled and moved. He drew circles on his chest restlessly with only his fingers.

Her small action, but has been scratching to Qin Molin's heart, crispy, like a kitten's paw into his heart.

But he didn't want to stop, enjoying the throb of this moment.

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