Chapter 772: For Whom Are You Domineering and For Whom Are You Wronged?
Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin who suddenly went crazy in confusion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
She seemed to be angry, but why? Didn't he ask her to cultivate?
Feng Xingying's innocent and incomprehensible little eyes completely angered Qin Molin. Qin Molin gritted his teeth and spoke:
"Do you think that my sincerity can be easily obtained, so I can trample on it casually?"
"Huh?" Feng Xingying was even more confused: "I didn't do anything." ”
"Hmph!" As soon as Qin Molin's cuffs rolled, Feng Xingying was swept into his space by him.
Feng Xingying wanted to cry without tears, she really wanted to accuse Qin Molin, a big hooligan, since she found out that she could bring her into the space, she had to bring her into the space every time.
So as soon as he was brought into space, Feng Xingying already knew what he was going to do.
But Feng Xingying was also very aggrieved, why did he bring her in without her consent, and he looked like she owed him.
It's a pity that Feng Xingying can't be puzzled, the overwhelming kiss has fallen, and Qin Molin is crazy and ignites her.
"Qin Molin, you're still unreasonable!" Feng Xingying whimpered.
"I just do it and don't say it!" Qin Molin was still reasonable.
This is his space, he is even more wanton, just in the blink of an eye, he has already brought Feng Xingying into the room and pressed it against the soft chaise longue.
With another wave of her hand, her clothes were all gone. His own is gone.
Feng Xingying wanted to resist, but he forcibly pushed in.
"Ahh!!h Feng Xingying almost cried, this bastard is too incomprehensible.
I don't know if it's affected by demon blood, his hot iron is much thicker and longer than a normal person, which is very terrifying.
He knew before that he would pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and every time he flirted with Feng Xingying until he completely set her on fire, and only entered when she bloomed.
And this time, there was no pity for the jade.
Feng Xingying only felt as if a long sword had slammed her body open, and the pain was so painful that she was about to suffocate.
It was only when I was forced that I had such an experience.
"Qin Molin, why are you so crazy?!" Feng Xingying's tears fell uncontrollably.
Feng Xingying's teardrops, shining with a faint light, stinged Qin Molin's eyes, and he suddenly stopped his rough movements. Quietly looking at her.
She didn't want to pay attention to him, and simply closed her eyes, but the tears still rolled down uncontrollably.
Feng Xingying is such a strong person, even in the face of death, Qin Molin has never seen her resolute smile, and has never seen her cry.
Except, he.
The only thing that could make Feng Xingying cry was that in Qin Molin's memory, it seemed that he was the only bastard.
Qin Molin's heart hurt softly.
His lips swept gently across her cheeks, brushing the tears from her face.
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. I shouldn't have punished you for not paying attention. ”
Hum!
Feng Xingying closed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to this unreasonable bastard.
I didn't say a word, and I was so rude, I didn't understand the style at all!
The more Feng Xingying thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.
Although I held back my tears, I was not in a good mood at all.
Bastard Qin Molin!
"You know, I learned how to cook and made your favorite grilled fish steak and fresh bamboo shoots and mushroom soup, but you never showed up?
The stuff was cold, I went to warm it twice, and you still didn't come out.
Later, I didn't close my eyes all night, I was afraid that it wouldn't taste good when it was hot, so I went to redo it again, and you still didn't come out. ”
Qin Molin had already softened his heart and lost his anger, but there was a trace of grievance in his tone.