Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 248: He was injured?

　　 (modified version)

　　 Feng Xingying suddenly stopped talking, and the whole room became quiet.

　　It was so quiet, they could hear each other's violent heartbeats and strained breathing.

　　Also, with their eyes open, they can see each other at a glance. They are so close, and they are in an ambiguous posture with him above and her below.

　　 can't do it, it can't go on like this.

　　 Feng Xingying felt that she still had to do something, she turned her head awkwardly, twisted her body, trying to avoid him.

　　 late.

　　 found her about to run away, Qin Molin chased her.

　　 His enthusiasm was like a squally rainstorm, falling over her forehead, cheeks, ears, neck, and finally on the delicate petals.

　　The domineering man's breath, mixed with strong blood, filled Feng Xingying's mouth.

　　 His eyes were domineering and crazy, like a bolt from the blue sky, shaking her heart.

　　 His temperature is as hot as a soldering iron, and he seems to want to brand her his mark forever.

　　 She wanted to escape, but her body refused to obey her orders, and she entangled with him obediently.

　　 Feng Xingying gave up struggling and even thinking, and her whole body was weak.

　　 I wish time to stand still, and this time is eternity.

　　 She was still pushing her little hand on his chest, but she didn't know when she turned to subconsciously holding his back.

　　 Her body has also changed from the original rigidity to soft as water, and it is mixed with a hint of sweetness and coldness, like the most beautiful delicacy in the world, tempting him to taste it.

　　 Her heart has already accepted him.

　　 Feng Xingying is not a hypocritical person, even if they cannot be together in the end, she is willing to leave a deep memory with him.

　　 With him, she won’t regret it.

　　 Anyway, to use her previous words, it is: She is not responsible for sleeping!

　　 Qin Molin seemed to feel Feng Xingying's subtle change of mentality, and became more bold and bold.

　　The soft clouds floated, seeming to encourage him to continue exploring.

　　He is like the shining sun, wandering between square inches, dyeing the sky with the white clouds and a layer of delicate fat.

　　 The warm sun was in the air, setting her always cold body to light.

　　 His eyes are bloodthirsty, and he wants to taste the delicacy in front of him desperately.

　　His movements became rough, even a little nervous and impatient.

　　 He bowed his head and embarked on a new round of crusade.

　　 Without her resistance, he quickly broke into the fortress, using chi as his soldier.

　　Feng Xingying can only make a "woooo" sound. There is no pain, but it seems to be a kind of contentment and release.

　　 At this time, no words can compare to each other's heart-to-heart communication.

　　 a soft eraser, wipe the silk thread stained on the white paper little by little, gently making people feel like a hot spring, every pore is dancing and jumping.

　　 Watching his careful and gentle movements, Feng Xingying's face was red as fire.

　　 Feng Xingying felt the blood in her mouth heavier.

　　Feng Xingying found out only afterwards.

　　 Qin Molin, his breath is very unstable!

　　 Is he injured?

When was 　　? Is it the so-called guardian formation?

　　 She thought he was always so domineering and tough, but she didn't expect him to be injured.

　　 And Feng Xingying, who rode with him, was well protected, and didn't even hurt half of his hair.

　　Feng Xingying’s heart is softest. Something was poked into it, like ice, slowly dissolving.

　　 He didn't say it, but he kept doing it silently.

　　 She raised her head, and she met a pair of strange, glamorous and inhuman pupils.