"Hmm. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qin Molin nodded solemnly, admitting it bluntly.

Feng Xingying wants to vomit blood!

Why didn't she find out before that Qin Molin's bones were so black.

Feng Xingying really had no strength, so he simply hung on Qin Molin's arm.

"Hold it a little longer. Seeing that he looked tired, but still showed a sunny rogue smile, Qin Molin was so unexpectedly gracious!

Feng Xingying was a little afraid to hug it......

In case, if she flies at top speed again, she'll get motion sickness!

Fortunately, Qin Molin took care of Feng Xingying, a little guy with weak legs and feet, and walked very normally.

Feng Xingying pressed the weight of his body on his arm, and the pendant should be justified.

The direction he took Feng Xingying to, Feng Xingying probably had some impression that the backyard should be his residence.

With Qin Molin's cold character, I'm afraid he will rarely take people there.

The fact that he was able to take her over obviously meant that he really recognized her as a friend.

But why? Did he really bend?

Feng Xingying glanced at the bright long sword pinned to his waist, and kept beating a drum in his heart.

What's wrong with Qin Molin? Could it be, really, bent?

If you bend it, you can bend it, can you not look for her!!

They have all changed genders, and they are still hanging themselves from the same tree, if the master knows, they have to laugh at her to death.

Anyway, hanging on Qin Molin's arm, Feng Xingying himself didn't need to look at the road, and his thoughts kept drifting away.

He turned his head and saw that the young man's face was sunny, but his eyes were lazy and drifting, and he actually gave birth to a trace of yearning.

In his youth, he had never been so happy.

Qin Molin is even a little obsessive-compulsive, this ray of sunshine is like his lost youth, he must protect it!

As for whether he was originally entangled in liking this young man, Qin Molin was no longer entangled, he had a clear mind about Feng Xingying, and naturally knew that he couldn't like anyone else, whether it was male or female.

As for that feeling, it should be a friend, or a confidant brother.

……

Feng Xingying was wandering, lazily enjoying the feeling of hanging on King Leng's body.

I didn't want Qin Molin's footsteps to stop suddenly, and his body was unstable and fell forward.

That's it, there was a woman in white kneeling in front of them, and he pounced...... pounced on the beauty.

Fortunately, Feng Xingying reacted quickly enough, and when she was about to press on the other party's body, her waist slammed into force, and a difficult waist rebounded, straightening her body stiffly.

She's a man now, what's the point of pounceing on other girls?!

Besides, if you want to pounce, you have to look at the person, the one in front of you, begging her to pounce, she won't pounce.

Feng Xingying rebounded, straightened up, returned to Qin Molin's side, and glanced at Qin Molin helplessly.

Qin Molin was also looking at her, with a playful smile on his face.

On purpose, he must have done it on purpose!!

Who said that His Royal Highness King Leng is a serious book and never has a black belly?

Stand up, I promise not to kill him.

And this black goods, no one is allowed to poke him, otherwise, he will suffer inhuman torture.

Feng Xingying didn't want to be hung up as a spirit beast again. She is a human being, not a banner.

The kneeling woman is in the most complicated mood at this time.

How can I say it, if this bastard really dares to pounce on her, she will either hate him to death, or kill him on the spot to prove her innocence!

But he threw himself halfway and forced him to retreat, and the whole action was full of reluctance, which hurt her very much. Feelings, this teenager disliked her?