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But his aura is full of domineering and aggression, not as gentle as before, more hysterical.

Feng Xingying wanted to push him away hard, but he was as solid as a rock and didn't move.

"You, fool!" Feng Xingying was completely enraged, like a wounded lion cub, wanting to roar.

However, she could only say these three words.

Because now, she can no longer speak, and can only make a "woo~" sound from her throat.

……

Qin Yi originally came after Qin Molin, and saw from a distance that their lips and teeth were fused together, fierce as two soldiers fighting, and tacit understanding like the most harmonious ink painting.

They are the most beautiful pair in the world, not to mention hugging each other, just on the same screen, they feel like a pair made in heaven.

Now that they are together with each other, it makes people feel more immortal couples, and even Qin Yi, who originally planned to follow Qin Molin single for the rest of his life, suddenly had the idea of finding a woman to fall in love.

It's really beautiful, it's so beautiful.

But as soon as Qin understood Qin Molin's character and knew that he hated being spied on, he hurriedly activated the prohibition in Qin Molin's courtyard, and he himself guarded the courtyard himself, not allowing anyone to disturb them.

……

The Shadow of the Stars is the most poisonous poison in the world.

A drop of dripping bones, eroding the soul.

All of Qin Molin's concentration, in front of her, collapsed.

His tongue is overbearing and fiery, with a punitive rage.

Feng Xingying's mouth was filled by him, and he actually felt a sense of shame and fulfillment.

But she resisted this feeling, and she still struggled, reaching out to push him, refusing to cooperate.

This is not what she wants, this feeling of shame makes Feng Xingying almost crazy.

She angrily wanted to hide in the Xihuang Sword space, but suddenly found that his spiritual power was like a shackle, firmly binding her, and she couldn't contact her own space at all.

No wonder Qin Molin said that space is not omnipotent.

Is that how he taught her this lesson?

Feng Xingying wanted to say that she knew and asked him to stop.

However, Qin Molin had no intention of stopping at all.

His kiss was deep and hard, as if it had exhausted a lifetime's spiritual power.

When Feng Xingying arrived, he struggled and lost his strength and fell limply on his arm. Let him hold her, let him lead her to the pinnacle of sensory experience that is about to suffocate, desperate but infinitely mysterious.

He felt her cooperation, opened his eyes, and looked at her pretty red face with fascination. Her face was like a piece of natural white jade, which was forcibly dyed with a layer of beautiful peach blossom red by him.

Such a color is bright and charming, and people can't take their eyes off it.

Her originally stubborn eyes were quietly closed at the moment, looking so quiet and warm, like a sleeping child.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like two cute little brushes, brushing and brushing on his heart, scratching his heart itching, numb.

Qin Molin couldn't help but exert herself, she actually subconsciously responded clumsily.

Her response, like the most violent alcohol in the world, ignited the last of his tense rational nerves.

In his mind, there was a bang, and it was all her shadow, and he no longer had any scruples or restraints, and even a realm string that had been oppressing him suddenly opened up.

It's just that now Qin Molin doesn't want to think about anything, he doesn't want to think about it.

in his eyes.

in his heart.

Now, now, here.

There are only people in front of you, soft people who can melt at any time.