Qin Molin took Feng Xingying's arm and pulled her into his arms, and with the other hand released wisps of vines, binding her firmly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

and he who is bound, and himself.

"Qin Molin, are you crazy?" Feng Xingying was really helpless, she also obeyed Qin Molin, and actually tied Feng Xingying to him like that, and the two were still tied to each other.

As long as Feng Xingying raised his head, he could meet Qin Molin's lips, and if Qin Molin lowered his head, his lips would be facing each other.

This position is also too suitable for kissing.

Feng Xingying didn't have this state of mind at this time, seeing Qin Molin lowering her head, she buried her head in his chest and resisted silently.

Qin Molin didn't care, he took Feng Xingying to sit on the Moyu Lion King, and ran all the way.

Behind him, there was wind, thunder, water, fire, and the sound of all kinds of spiritual power rolling, and the sound was huge.

"Keep your head down and hold me tight. Qin Molin suddenly spoke.

Don't!

Feng Xingying still did so.

At this time, Qin Molin's condition was indeed not very good, after he touched the defensive formation of the entire Royal Academy, his opponent was no longer a person, but a strong formation with a thousand-year-old background.

The biggest feature of such a formation is that with the help of the power of nature, it is infinitely powerful.

When Qin Molin was facing such a strong enemy, he had to divide his spiritual power to protect Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying watched the thunder and lightning fall on Qin Molin's back, and she was close at hand, but she didn't feel it at all.

It turned out that Qin Molin tied her not only to kidnap her, but also to protect her.

The spiritual power threads that entwined this star shadow were simply Qin Molin's defensive shield.

He transferred all his spiritual power defenses to Feng Xingying, so he was struck by lightning.

Qin Molin's speed is getting faster and faster.

The spiritual threads wrapped around Feng Xingying's body became more and more shiny.

Whenever an attack fell on them, those spirit silks would block all the attacks for Feng Xingying, but Qin Molin himself would inevitably be injured.

Fortunately, the key point in his heart is closely connected with Feng Xingying, and there will be no major incidents.

The Moyu Lion King seemed to sense the danger of his master, and used all his might, constantly accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating again.

The wind and thunder beside him continued, but Feng Xingying was imprisoned in a warm embrace. Not affected in the slightest.

Feng Xingying was stunned for a moment, in the last life, she was taught since she was a child - no matter what you do, the only thing you can rely on is yourself.

She has not enjoyed the haven that her parents have built for her, nor has she enjoyed any shelter from other people.

She did, on her own, and she was always so tough.

But at this moment, her heart actually felt tired and sleepy.

Leaning against his chest, she could sleep peacefully.

Feng Xingying's eyelids closed little by little, and he really fell asleep heartlessly.

The corners of Qin Molin's lips hooked up with a smile, and he grabbed Feng Xingying's hand tightly, and finally let go.

He knew that Feng Xingying, like him, was a person who was insecure and only believed in himself, and they would only let down their guard in front of someone they trusted.

And what kind of trust is it to sleep and give yourself completely to the other person?

When Feng Xingying was asleep, there was no expression on his face, and his little face was as white as jade, transparent, flawless and beautiful. The long eyelashes brush on the bottom of people's hearts, especially the little red lips lightly, which seems to be the source of temptation.

Qin Molin's body temperature rose suddenly.

He felt the most primitive reaction of his body, and at this moment, he was very sane and sober, and he was not infected by demon blood.