Chapter Thirty-Eight: Press the Bed Again

Mu Hua took Feng Qinxue to a small courtyard, explained some things and left the room.

Feng Qinxue struggled to pounce on the bed, but before Mo Qianfeng could pull her, she slammed her ......

Hit the wall!

"Hiss...... "It fucking hurts her to death! Why are the beds of the ancients so narrow! Ouch, her precious head!

"Is the girl okay?" Mo Qianfeng sat on the bed, helped Feng Qinxue rub her forehead, and asked softly.

A cut of delicate eyelashes, deep eyes like black jade, and a white dress like a fairy, except for the corners of the clothes......

If he were a woman and she was a man, she would marry him!

Oh no, the wolf nature is big again, it's already done anyway, it's better to ......

"Qianfeng, don't call the girl! aren't we already ...... Do you have a skin-to-skin kiss?" Feng Qinxue, who originally wanted to say that she had done it, instantly changed her words, Jiaohua is to be petted!

"So, you should obediently accept this girl's favor!" Feng Qinxue's mouth curled up slyly, and she pulled Mo Qianfeng to the bed, a standard female on the male position.

"Girl......" opened her mouth slightly, and there was grievance in her voice.

"Call me Qin Xue!" Feng Qinxue's fingertips slowly roamed on top of the white clothes, and the soft fabric slowly sank down with the fingertips.

The corners of Qin Xue's ...... mouth curled slightly, Feng Qinxue was stunned, the smile in her eyes was even worse, she picked it gently, her clothes were instantly open, and the weak firelight was warm, Feng Qinxue's heart was hot, and she was about to kiss it, when suddenly the door outside opened......

Feng Qinxue instantly covered Mo Qianfeng with a quilt, and when she painted Baixi, she suddenly found that she seemed to have entered the wrong room, and when she was about to retreat weakly, she only heard a voice like a devil Shura.

Dare to hinder her from pampering the male pet?

"Painting Baixi, aren't you looking for me, then come here!" Feng Qinxue turned around and looked at Painting Baixi with an evil smile, and the tenderness in her eyes was even worse.

"No, no! It's okay, it's okay!" he wanted to get out of this place!

"Aren't you looking for me?" in a gentle tone, "you fucking bring it to me!"

There was an indescribable anger in his voice, and he had to cower in the past, why did he come to Feng Qinxue with a brain fever!

......

According to witnesses in the courtyard that night, in the middle of the night, a man was seen walking out of Feng Qinxue's room, limping, his face was blue and purple, comparable to a palette.

According to an insider in the courtyard that night, the screaming never stopped last night, causing them to sleep well!

According to Long Wuyue in the courtyard that night, when he saw the painting Baixi coming back, he almost thought it was Sadako coming!

That's all for it!

In the early morning of the second day, Feng Qinxue stood up with a carp, looked around with dark jade-like eyes, and then quickly changed into lighter clothes and walked out.

Mo Qianfeng on the bed slowly raised her inky eyes and looked at Feng Qinxue, this girl was really ruthless yesterday......

Paint the miserable appearance of Baixi...... Gee......

Punch the ...... directly with your fist If he gets punched a few times......

Thinking about Mo Qianfeng, he couldn't help but feel a cold war, it is estimated that he will be crippled if he dies, and his life is on the verge of death......

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When Feng Qinxue walked out of the door, many disciples rushed up with sharp eyes, surrounded Feng Qinxue, and surrounded Feng Qinxue.