Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1689: I missed his heart

"Feng Xingying, don't mess around, I'm not that kind of person!"

"Then what kind of person are you? We only met for a few days. The dangers I encountered in my life seemed to be because of you.

Do you calculate for yourself what impression you have left on me these past few days?

I said, respectable emperor, can you show compassion and do good, let me be an ordinary person, OK? "

"If it were Qin Molin, wouldn't you be like that?" Ji Jue suddenly approached, staring at Feng Xingying.

"If it were Qin Molin, he would definitely not mess with other women, nor would he do anything in the Sangong and the Sixth Institute, let alone let such a person have the opportunity to hurt me.

I was awake just now. If I fell asleep, she wouldn't have to beg me, she could just assassinate me, wouldn't she?

Even Ji Jue, he would never treat me like this.

So I'm sure, you are not Ji Jue. Could it be that there are two souls in your body?

Do you need medical treatment? I can try. "

"Hmph, I only want you now!" Great Emperor Ji Yun was furious and threw his sleeves away.

Feng Xingying sticks out her tongue. He didn't expect that Emperor Ji Yun was so unfeeling that he would actually kill Zhuo Hui'er.

Feng Xingying still wants to wait for Zhuo Hui'er to make a fuss for a while. It's better to make the whole Kowloon City restless, so that she will have a better chance not to marry Ji Yun.

However, Feng Xingying counts as a thousand dollars, but Qin Molin is still missing.

It was night. As soon as Feng Xingying woke up, she felt a familiar aura around her. When she raised her head, Qin Molin's eyes met with concern.

"Where did it hurt?" Qin Molin's voice was a little low.

"I was not injured, I lied to Ji Yun. How did you come here? It is very dangerous. If you are found, there is a risk of killing, why do you risk it."

Feng Xingying didn't finish her words, but Qin Molin's lips were blocked.

His lips and tongue dexterously pried her lips and teeth away little by little, deepened little by little, and gradually explored until they sink deeper and deeper.

They are all uncontrollable.

This time, without Qin Molin's answer, Feng Xingying also understood that because he was worried about her and thought she was really hurt, he couldn't help but come to explore.

He can trust her, knowing that she can mediate with the Great Emperor Ji Yun.

But he always, but he couldn't stand her being hurt a little bit.

The two lingered for a while, and had to forcibly rein in the cliff before the flames burned their sanity away.

"Qin Molin, you bastard." Feng Xingying gasped and tried to push Qin Molin away, especially his restless hands, which were still on her back at this time.

But Qin Molin's voice is low: "Hold for a while~IndoMTL.com~ for a while, okay?"

"Okay." Feng Xingying responded softly.

She is also nostalgic for his embrace.

Even just holding them quietly and doing nothing will make them feel at ease with each other.

"Why don't you ask?" Qin Molin said suddenly.

"Didn't you also ask." Feng Xingying raised her head and met Qin Molin's eyes. His pupils were black and shiny, and his suppressed Gu Xiaowang was a bit sultry.

Feng Xingying did not dare to look, and buried her head on his chest without any promise, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

"Okay, let me talk about it first. I found my father, and he recognized me."

"So you, the young master of Kylin City, are genuine?"

"Yeah." Qin Molin shook his head: "It's just the one from Linshan that has arranged a son for his father and is about to move. I'm still a bit late."