Miss's blushing look is really cute and cute. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Draw it, draw it!

Rue turned around secretly, took the pen, and was painting.

Qin Shiyi moved his body slightly, blocking Qin Molin's line of sight that could see Ruxiang.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Molin said in the most gentle voice possible.

Feng Xingying looked confused, looked at Qin Molin in a daze, and nodded subconsciously.

When did the great evil man of Qin speak so well?

Isn't he the type who can scare sesame seeds into tears with his eyes?

How come, so gentle?

Qin Molin personally filled a bowl of fish soup for Feng Xingying, put it in her hand, and watched Feng Xingying's fans drink the soup in a daze.

He was in a good mood and took a piece of grilled fish and carefully picked the thorns for her.

"Open your mouth. ”

"Ahh ”

At the entrance of the fish block, Feng Xingying couldn't believe it, this Qin Molin was still the cold king Qin Molin.

Did she meet the fake Qin Molin?

Still, the fish is really delicious.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes. Feng Xingying replied subconsciously.

"I'll satisfy you. Qin Molin chuckled.

？？？

Is there something between us that is not in place?

Feng Xingying was stunned.

Before she could react, Qin Molin had already made a move, holding the Sealed Star Shadow and driving away through the clouds.

"My fish soup ......" Feng Xingying wanted to cry without tears. "I only took two sips. ”

"Good. ”

The fish soup was swept away by Qin Molin.

But I don't mean to come over with fish soup, but I'll stay and hey!

Also, what's going on with my fish soup in your mouth?

Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin with a resentful expression.

People have been busy for two hours, and they were hit by the master, it's very hard, and they don't even let people drink a bowl of fish soup, do you want to be so domineering?

Qin Molin was amused by Feng Xingying's small eyes, reached out to hold her little head, and pressed her lips together.

"Huh?"

Before Feng Xingying could react, the smooth liquid had already entered her mouth.

Feng Xingying swallowed subconsciously, and then his face turned crimson.

She said she wanted to drink fish soup, but she didn't say let him feed it!

And it's this way of feeding.

Is.

Feng Xingying wanted to struggle, but before she opened her mouth, white fish soup overflowed from Feng Xingying's lips, leaving a white line at the corner of her lips.

Qin Molin curled his tongue and erased the trace for her with she.

This picture is a little weirdly glamorous.

Feng Xingying was furious, trying to struggle to break free from his arms.

It's a pity that Qin Molin won't let her escape.

Feng Xingying's body has been entangled by wisps of vines at some point, locking her firmly.

These vines were all transformed by Qin Molin's spiritual power, even if Feng Xingying resisted, it would be in vain.

Now, she could only obediently and quietly watch Qin Molin take another sip of fish soup.

Then he came to feed her again.

When did Qin Molin become so gentle and caring?

Feng Xingying looked at the face that was constantly enlarging in front of her eyes in amazement.

His facial features are so delicate that people are jealous, especially the elegance with some cold and hard lines, which looks a little alienated at first glance, but it is really beautiful, like a beautiful artistic sculpture.

When an art sculpture comes to you, is it going to feed you fish soup?

Feng Xingying still consciously opened his mouth and swallowed the fish soup obediently.

The corners of Qin Molin's lips opened up with a satisfied smile.

Feng Xingying felt that she must have been evil today, and she actually saw the most undesirable emotion on his face-gentleness.

Cold King Qin Molin is gentle?

Will anyone believe it?

Feng Xingying continued to wander, his mind full of messy things.

Qin Molin's next bite of fish soup has arrived again.