Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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Qin Molin moved forward step by step, his heart was warmed by ironing.

Her long hair was tender and tangled around him, like an vine, giving him the feeling that they were inseparable.

Unfortunately, Feng Xingying was not honest, and kicked his calf to protest: "Qin Molin, please let me down!"

He patted her casually.

It wasn't intentional, but she was bent and bent, and the protruding part was her ass.

Feel good?

Qin Molin stopped and looked at his other hand.

"You put me down!" Feng Xingying was even more indignant, this **** is becoming increasingly unreliable.

Feng Xingying wanted to struggle, but he was afraid to cause him to continue, and he simply calmed down.

But his markedly elevated temperature embarrassed her again.

This bastard!

Partially born, she is a medical practitioner, and is extremely sensitive to every point of the human body's response, including asking questions, including the characteristics of certain parts.

There was a hard fire at him, holding her around the waist.

Feng Xingying's face turned red, and she never dared to make trouble again.

The ghost knows if this guy will scream at any time.

It was Qin Molin who responded first, converged, and continued to move forward quietly.

They didn't talk to anyone, and there was silence all around them, except his powerful footsteps and the heartbeat of each other.

Feng Xingying felt that his throat was a little dry, and opened his mouth, but he closed his mouth obediently, stubbornly biting his rosy lips.

There was a warm smile on Qin Molin's face that had never been seen before, and his pace remained firm and steady.

Feng Xingying is really heartless and heartless.

Fell asleep……

Qin Molin couldn't help laughing as she listened to her shapely and coy breath.

He can fall asleep at this time, he only serves Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying also just closed her eyes for a while, when he put her on the soft chaise longue, she had opened her eyes.

His smile slammed into her eyes and planted in her heart.

Feng Xingying looked up and looked at the man in front of him a little stunned.

The spring is sunny and soft, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the willows are green, but he is more beautiful than the full spring.

Does such a beautiful man belong to her?

Feng Xingying suddenly felt that all this was not real like a dream.

Is it after waking up, or is it reinforced concrete, neon light, scalpel, and laboratory?

Feng Xingying couldn't help but reach out, trying to find out if he really exists.

He grabbed her hand, put it on his face, put it on his lips, and put on a fiery lip print.

Feng Xingying's face flushed red, turned his head awkwardly, pulled back his hand, and stubbornly asked:

"His Highness Leng now likes Qiangliangliang women?"

"No, I just exercise my rights."

"I didn't promise to marry you again!" Feng Xingying exploded, forgetting his shame and straightened up to confront him.

He was right in front of her, and she turned her face so close that she nearly touched his lips.

Kissing this thing, once it started, it was easy to burn fire.

Feng Xingying quickly retreated.

Qin Molin didn't chase, instead he put away the smile on his face and responded solemnly:

"A little guy collected the essence of my fire and said he would clean the yard for me."

This thing ...

"It's not me!" Feng Xingying decided to die.

Although he already knew that Ye Xing was Feng Xingying.

"Really?" Qin Molin smiled at his lips, and the evil charm came from his lips:

"Then I can only exercise my creditor's rights."

"what do you want?"