Chapter 522: Departure 3: Farewell

Feng Xingying was in a bad mood, and even Qin Molin was guilty. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's all you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have provoked a mad dog like Ling Chuxue. Feng Xingying glanced at Qin Molin hatefully.

Qin Molin hooked his lips and smiled, and dotingly grabbed Feng Xingying's shoulder: "Okay, I'm a mad dog." Would you rather be bitten by a mad dog?"

"I don't want to!" Feng Xingying was angry, how could he make him feel better.

When encountering Qin Molin, a scoundrel, he was unwilling and had no choice.

Because he has already moved his mouth, gently biting and numbing into her bones at her ears, side neck, and cheeks.

"Are you a dog, bite indiscriminately!" Feng Xingying rarely pushed him away, his face was red and his ears were red, and he was about to explode.

Qin Molin suddenly stretched out his slender arm and held her tightly in his arms.

Time stands still.

He just hugged her so quietly, sniffing her familiar breath greedily.

"You ......"

"Well, let me hold for a while. ”

Facing such a sudden and serious Qin Molin, Feng Xingying was really at a loss.

Her heart, which was a little irritable because of Dean Xiao, slowly calmed down in his hug.

His embrace is pure, there is only friendship, no lust.

It makes people feel very relieved and comfortable.

"I'm going to be away for a while, not for long. You are obedient and take care of yourself. His voice was gentle and bewitching.

"When will I stop taking care of myself?"

"Yes, you're the best at taking care of yourself. The situation may have changed recently, so you should go to Tsutenkaku for retreat. Each Lord of the Stars has his own retreat room, where he took you last time. ”

"Okay, I see, nagging Pavilion Master!" Feng Xingying looked helpless: "I'll go to retreat when you leave, okay?"

"Well, good. He reached out and stroked the long hair on her forehead. It's like caressing a child.

People are not children, fall!

However, Feng Xingying doesn't dare to blow up the hair now, once the result of the hair explosion is expected, I am afraid that it will attract someone's beast surname to make a big deal.

It's a pity that her gentle cooperation still evokes someone's beast valley debt.

Qin Molin's lips, soft and hot, with a hint of fresh temperature, rubbed past her ears and dyed her delicate earlobes red.

As if the flowers were in full bloom, Feng Xingying's heart also opened a crack.

She stood on her tiptoes abruptly, rubbing a little scarlet coldness on his wicked face.

Qin Molin's temperature was ignited by her with a bang.

Overwhelming!

Feng Xingying wanted to escape, but it was too late.

His chase was everywhere in her.

Ignite every one of her cold cells.

Fortunately, Qin Molin knows how to be in a sense of proportion.

He teased her every desire, but he didn't stop there.

He opened every inch of her pores, so that her heart, like an unfolding bud, bloomed freely petal by petal, but was not washed away by the abrupt storm.

His kiss, delicate and long, seems to be pouring out parting reluctance and lovesickness.

Lip splitting.

Feng Xingying was like a fish starved of water, panting heavily, and his delicate cheeks were covered with a faint layer of powder.

Her eyes are hazy with a layer of mist, like a net, netting people's hearts.

All of Qin Molin's self-control collapsed at this moment.

He took her into his arms and kissed her hard, as if he was going to use all his strength to rub her into his body and take her away.

"Woo, you~"

Feng Xingying's voice of wanting to resist was weak, and he couldn't break through the barrier of his lack of hope at all.