Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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Qin Molin's tongue became more and more proficient, and only dragonflies dropped on the lake surface, causing countless waves.

But his breath is full of overbearing and aggressive, without the gentleness of the past, more hysterical.

Feng Xingying wanted to push him away, but he was as firm as a rock, and he remained motionless.

"You, lie!" Feng Xingying was completely enraged, like a wounded lion, wanting to growl.

However, she could only say these three words.

Because now, she can't speak anymore, she can only make a whining sound from her throat.

...

Qin Yi originally came after Qin Molin, and saw them fused with lips and teeth from a distance, fierce as a war between two soldiers, and tacit as a most harmonious ink painting.

They are the most beautiful couples in the world, let alone embrace each other, but they feel that they are created in the same screen.

Now that we are close to each other, it makes people feel even more immortal. Even Qin Yi, who had planned to be single with Qin Molin all his life, suddenly came up with the idea of ​​finding a woman to have a love relationship.

That kind of picture is really beautiful, so beautiful.

However, Qin Yi knew Qin Molin's personality and knew that he hated being snooped on. He immediately activated the ban in Qin Molin's courtyard, and he himself kept in the courtyard to prevent anyone from disturbing them.

...

Feng Xingying is the most poisonous poison in the world.

With a drop, ecstasy.

In front of her, all of Qin Molin's fixation collapsed.

His tongue was overbearing and fiery, with anger of punishment.

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

But she resisted this feeling, and she continued to struggle, reaching out and pushing him, unwilling to cooperate.

This was not what she wanted. This feeling of shame made Feng Xingying go crazy.

Angrily trying to hide in the phoenix sword space, she suddenly discovered that his spiritual power was like a yoke, which bound her firmly, and she could not connect to her space at all.

No wonder Qin Molin said that space is not everything.

Did he teach her this way?

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

However, Qin Molin had no intention of stopping.

His kiss, deep and hard, seemed to have exhausted all his spiritual power.

Feng Xingying later, struggling to lose his strength, collapsed on his arm. Let him hold on, let him take her into the verge of suffocation, the desperate but infinite mysterious sensory experience peaks.

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

This color is bright and charming, which makes people look away.

Her stubborn eyes closed quietly at this moment, looking so peaceful and warm, like a sleeping child.

Her eyelashes trembled, like two lovely little brushes, brushing on his heart, brushing it, scratching his heart itchyly and numbly.

Qin Molin could not help but responded subconsciously.

Her response, like the most drunk alcohol in the world, ignited his last tense intellectual nerve.

There was a bang in his mind, all her shadow, no more scruples, no restraints, and even a string of realm that had been oppressing him suddenly became open.

However, now Qin Molin doesn't want to think about anything, he doesn't want to think about it.

In his eyes.

In his heart.

At this moment, here and now.

There is only the person in front of you, the soft person who can melt at any time.