Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1130: Feng Xingying’s hunch

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When these small animals settled in the space, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin set up a fire stand by the waterfall, barbecued the soup.

Qin Molin's cooking skills have recently improved. On the basis of traditional cuisine, this guy was inspired by Feng Xingying's medicinal diet and began to add some herbs to the soup.

"What medicine did you put?" Feng Xingying looked curiously at the pot of light green broth with fragrance.

Qin Molin is the only one who can stew the broth with this exquisite taste.

Qin Molin hooked her lips and answered her solemnly: "There are only you and me. Of course, I want to put some aphrodisiac medicine."

His eyes were burning, falling on Feng Xingying's face.

Feng Xingying lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and then whispered in response to this barbecue: "I hide in the space, and you can't catch it."

Just waiting for Feng Xingying to return to her senses, she found Qin Molin's face constantly enlarged in her eyes.

Feng Xingying opened her mouth, and before he could escape, he grabbed her lips.

A kiss, and deep.

When the lips were divided, Feng Xingying pushed Qin Molin away, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, you are not afraid of getting stuck in the pot."

"Okay. Eat first."

"Huh!" Feng Xingying exhaled.

Just without waiting for her to recover, Qin Molin made another cut: "Feed you first, so I can eat slowly."

"Um..." He must have done it deliberately!

Feng Xingying's pretty face was charming, and she lowered her head and took a sip of Qin Molin's carefully stewed broth.

The soup has a delicate and mellow flavor, and the lips and teeth are fragrant. Only after drinking, a stream of heat even entered Feng Xingying's body, igniting her spiritual power, and even her skin turned into a faint red, as if stained with a layer of charming clouds.

"Why don't you, really..." Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin with a little embarrassment, and unexpectedly reached out and brushed his cheek boldly.

Looking at the familiar, red apple-like face, Qin Molin could no longer control the boiling power in his heart.

Pack and take away.

Love, in a private space belonging to two people.

Feng Xingying felt that she was drunk, and she couldn't control the Gu Xiaowang in her heart. Finally, she simply let those fine and shy mouths cut through the clouds.

His world is only two of them.

I want to love endlessly.

His possession is like a crazy wind, which invades and washes her over and over again.

Feng Xingying no longer thinks about what should or shouldn't.

She has him in her heart, and he has her in his heart.

They possess each other, and the sublimation from body to mind makes their spiritual power more pure.

Feng Xingying felt tired, so she nestled in his arms and fell asleep heartlessly.

A smile appeared on Qin Molin's face, and the tip of his tongue dexterously sucked on the tip of Feng Xingying's nose.

Feng Xingying is really tired, breaking through all the way and constantly on the road. After that, Qin Molin's medicinal soup was certainly not a medicine, but a medicine to relax the mood and regulate the body.

Feng Xingying is under too much pressure during this period and needs to release himself.

After release, I was naturally tired and sleepy.

Feng Xingying slept soundly because of relying on Qin Molin.

Feng Xingying suddenly woke up with a clear dream after falling asleep.

"What's the matter?" Qin Molin stretched out his arm and circled Feng Xing Ying on his chest.

Feng Xingying was still immersed in a terrifying dream, biting her lip to look at Qin Molin.

At this look, Feng Xingying's dreamland once again appeared in front of her eyes.

This is by no means a mere dream!