Chapter 743

Three days later, Qin Molin has recovered to his 16-year-old body shape and memory.

He was so powerful that she was palpitating.

Although he still has the youth's green and ignorant, his facial features and body have been completely open. His beautiful cheeks and perfect body make him full of self-confidence.

Qin Molin is used to holding Feng Xingying's hand every day.

He can't find any excuse, he just leads her habitually.

Feng Xingying didn't resist and let him lead him.

It's just that one more pot of wine and two more glasses were added this evening.

"I'm sixteen today." He said.

"Well, congratulations." Feng Xingying answered vaguely.

Qin Molin's culinary progress is not small, Feng Xingying eat with relish.

But he poured a glass of clear and transparent wine into two translucent wine glasses made of purple Spirit Crystal.

He handed a wine cup to Feng Xingying. Feng Xingying took the wine cup. The fragrance of the wine made her feel relaxed and happy. As soon as she sent the wine cup to her mouth, it dried up.

"You, you, you." Qin Molin stares at Feng Xingying's hand, a little angry.

"Why?" Feng Xingying raises her eyes in surprise. She has a good drink. Such a glass is not a problem at all. Fortunately, she gives Qin Molin the glass:

"another one."

Qin Molin angrily poured another cup for her.

Feng Xingying went to get the wine cup again, but he held his hand down.

Feng Xingying thinks that Qin Molin is especially different today. When she looks up at his eyes full of emotion, she finds out later that he doesn't want to borrow wine, does he?

"You're too young to drink." Feng Xingying said so.

"Who said I was young. I'm one year older than you Qin Molin is really angry. He hates Feng Xingying. He always says that he is young. He has worked hard to grow up.

Even day by day and year by year, he still felt too slow.

He wanted to think of her and marry her immediately.

"I'm sixteen, and we can get married." He handed his wine cup to Feng Xingying's lips, but with the other hand he took Feng Xingying's hand and drank her wine at the place she had drunk.

Feng Xingying didn't expect that he would drink a cup of wine with others under such circumstances, and he was Qin Molin, 16 years old.

Feng Xingying's face involuntarily climbed up a layer of blush, I don't know whether it was wine or blush.

He couldn't help but look a little crazy.

He couldn't control his emotions any more and took her in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Feng Xingying was a little confused.

But he has a mouthful of wine, green to pry open her lips, let the wine along her lips, into the mouth.

Her lips and teeth are full of the fragrance of peach blossom wine, which makes people intoxicated.

He couldn't help rubbing it gently. His chest was hot and his heart was burning.

His lips, from green and astringent to skillful, had some memories that swept over him, as if he suddenly remembered when he saw her.

When he touched her, the string in his memory was broken.

His kiss, with the smell of blood, spread in her mouth.

Feng Xingying also feels Qin Molin's abnormality. She wants to push him away.

But his eyes had become half blood red and half pure black. He stared at her quietly, with a strong friendship.

Feng Xingying's heart is inexplicably soft.

She quietly looked at him, looking at her face, constantly distorted, from green to mature.

Feng Xingying guessed something, and she held his numb body tightly.

"Qin Molin, you lunatic!"

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