Especially after Feng Xingying's warm-up lips, after being soaked by the ice spring, they are soft and ruddy, with cool water droplets. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He couldn't control his emotions, and when he surfaced, he stretched out his slender middle finger and gently touched Feng Xingying's plump red lips.

A few drops of water were instantly wiped away by his burning fingers.

Feng Xingying's lips were still cold, as if she felt the temperature of Qin Molin's fingers, she actually opened her lips lightly and licked them gently.

Hmm, Qin Molin's eyes were once again dyed with blood-red light.

She's a goblin!

A goblin that can drive people crazy.

He knows his situation, and he must restrain himself.

But in the end, he didn't withdraw his fingers, but went down Feng Xingying's lips, into her mouth, and deep between his lips and teeth.

Feng Xingying's lips opened lightly, stretched out his ruddy little tongue, and gently licked the heat of his fingertips.

At this time, Feng Xingying, with her long wet hair naturally hanging down behind her, the gauze clothes on her body closely outlined the delicate and bewitching curves, and her jade-white little face was dyed with a layer of red glow, like a budding flower, delicate and gorgeous.

It is said that epiphany blooms at night and sets at night, although it is short, it is delicate and pure.

Seeing the unrestrained face revealed by Feng Xingying at this time, Qin Molin inexplicably thought of Epiphany.

Qin Molin wanted to kiss that cold lip desperately and set her on fire with his own temperature.

But he was reluctant and unbearable, he didn't want her to wake up, she was sleeping peacefully, and he hadn't seen enough.

It's a pity that he is Qin Molin.

There was a mysterious power in his blood, this power gave him the cultivation speed that crushed all geniuses, and it also made him often have to endure painful torment.

Especially Feng Xingying, since the first time she saw her, she was his poison, a poison that could ignite him in an instant and get out of control.

Qin Molin's eyes were still dyed all red after all, and his blood was completely boiling.

Her cold lips lifted slightly, as if to call him again.

Rumble......

Qin Molin's will completely collapsed at this moment.

His slender fingers ran through her long jet-black hair, domineering his little head, while his other hand tightly wrapped around Feng Xingying's waist.

He attached her completely to himself.

The ice fountain could no longer make him feel cold.

Only, seal the star shadow.

But the coldness of Feng Xingying made the fire in his blood burn more and more.

His lips fell roughly, expertly priing open her icy red flaps, constantly invading and tangling with her.

Her long hair was messy and fluttering, wisps tightly wrapping the two men together.

Feng Xingying was still dazed, and only felt warm like a sun-basking quilt pressing on his body.

She coveted the slightest hint of warmth, stretched out her hands, and also put her arms around his back.

The cold touch of Feng Xingying's small hand seemed to give him great courage and made his lips and tongue even more unscrupulous.

This kiss, heaven and earth also changed color.

A cloud of dark clouds obscured the white moonlight, and the heavy night could not hide her delicate bloom.

Feng Xingying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her extremely beautiful eyes.

She just looked at him, watching him pounce on her again, kissing her with impunity and ripped her coat roughly.

The intoxicated temperature made her also unwilling to let go.

Baili Yeqing is known as the gentleman in the flowers, but it is not a wasted name.

Huan Yisan, which he has reformed, is indeed terrifying.

Even if Feng Xingying used a silver needle to prick the acupoint on himself, the effect of Huan Yisan was never completely eliminated.

Before sealing Xingying, it was all about perseverance and patience, and then it was because of his extreme coldness.

Even those whose blood is frozen into ice, what is the use of being happy?

Now, when the cold was gone, he set her on fire with his own temperature.

The joy in Feng Xingying's body surged again.