He didn't wear it on his body.

He.

Bastard!

Feng Xingying suddenly took a bite of his chest.

He still didn't let go, holding her soft body and sticking it to his chest.

"Qin Molin, are you really, can't you remember me?" Feng Xingying's voice was like a wisp of warm wind, with a charming temperature in its softness.

Qin Molin's Adam's apple choked unconsciously, and then quickly regained his composure, and patted Feng Xingying's head: "Little guy, don't make trouble, I'll sleep with you in my arms." ”

"Ahh

Feng Xingying is going crazy.

"You don't think I'm any different from you?"

"Well, your pectoral muscles are well developed, and they are bigger than mine. Qin Molin freed up a hand and brushed the shadow of the stars,

Chest!

Is Feng Xingying crying, crying, or crying?

She always had an intuition that Qin Molin had recovered her memory. Otherwise, how could he go crazy and attack a man?

However, his actions are not like this.

"Qin Molin, if you lie to me, I will, I will ignore you again!" Feng Xingying said angrily.

His fingers, running across her pectoral muscles, seemed to me in order to prove that she was a little bigger than his, and he was still unconsciously **, and then gave the conclusion:

"It's just too soft. ”

"......" Feng Xingying has an urge to hit someone.

is obviously taking advantage of her, why is she still so arrogant?

On the contrary, it seems that she is awkward and abnormal?

It's so angry!

Qin Molin didn't care about the fried kitten, and continued to touch her back with one hand, while the other hand was still rubbing against her chest.

This rascal!

"Qin Molin. Feng Xingying's voice was soft and cowardly, with a hint of etherealism.

Qin Molin stared at her delicate red lips, and the love valley in his eyes was as black as ink, burning Feng Xingying's eyes.

Feng Xingying hurriedly lowered his head, quietly not daring to be presumptuous.

"Well, sleep. The corners of Qin Molin's lips raised a slight arc, and he reached out from the top of Feng Xingying's head and stroked her silky long hair.

Feng Xingying was as quiet as a kitten, letting his hand wander gently on her.

The sound of well-proportioned breathing was heard.

Qin Molin looked at the little guy who was asleep again in his arms in embarrassment. Shaking his head helplessly.

Her body temperature was slightly cool, like the touch of a spirit crystal.

He always rubbed his fingers softly in distress, trying to bring her a little warmth, for fear that she would freeze.

Especially her healing wound, which seemed to be really a little itchy.

When his fingers swipe, she will subconsciously let out a kitten-like humming sound, which is very tempting.

He couldn't help but rub it, just scratching it lightly with his fingertips.

Qin Molin didn't dare to exert himself at all, for fear of affecting the healing of that wound.

Qin Molin's temperature is getting higher and higher.

I thought so much and ate her.

Feng Xingying didn't have the heart to sleep more and more.

This night's sleep, sleep soundly.

In the middle of the night, she got up again, looked at the sleeping Qin Molin, crept out, and secretly changed her clothes to no one.

As everyone knows, Qin Molin's eyes also opened after she moved, and he was far behind her.

Feng Xingying changed into the dress of the palace maid Little Bell, and went to conspire with Nangong Yulian again.

"Little Bell, why are you missing again!" Regarding the disappearance of Little Bell, the sensitive Nangong Yulian seemed to guess something, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that this person was useful to her.

"Your medicine can only disfigure Gu Dandan, and you can't kill her!" Nangong Yulian was unwilling.