Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 363: People from the Qin family

　　Feng Xingying even heard the sound of her gulping drool.

　　 Too hopeless!

　　 actually swallowed at this bastard.

　　She was just hungry, it was not what he thought, now to explain, is it too late?

　　The answer is: it’s too late!

　　Feng Xingying's subconscious reaction was a silent invitation to Qin Molin.

　　 Since it was her acquiescence, he no longer wanted to be suppressed and patient.

　　The overwhelming kiss, fine and domineering, like a gust of wind and rain, drops on Feng Xingying’s face and lips.

　　Feng Xingying’s eyes were stained with a mist of pink by his passion.

　　 She didn't even have time to think, but subconsciously hugged his body back in response to his entanglement.

　　 Her lips slightly opened, like an invitation to him.

　　 Qin Molin's angular face is also stained with a layer of intoxication, his strong nose is covered with a layer of fine sweat, his thin lips are **** and elastic, and the two pieces of her are soft.

　　 Feng Xingying closed her eyes, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

　　 Her body suddenly softened, and it seemed to be an invitation to him.

　　His tongue drove straight in, attacking the city, with some crazy punishment, but he was afraid of hurting her.

　　 Their emotions communicated gently between their lips and teeth.

　　Only the next moment, Qin Molin suddenly opened his cloak and wrapped Fengxingying in it.

　　 His eyes were stained red because of the *, and he instantly regained his clarity. He looked forward uncomfortably, his thin lips lightened, and a word came out coldly: "Go!"

　　 "Don't be so unfeeling." The person came out from the shadows: "Madam's birthday will be five days later. She wants to see you."

　　 "No see." Qin Molin's voice was cold.

　　 "But Madam is not doing well these days." The visitor knelt at Qin Molin's feet.

　　"Impossible! Her dignified spirit sect is not in good health? Are you stupid or am I stupid?" Qin Molin's expression became colder: "In the future, I won't play this kind of tricks. It's useless in my place. Me too. No time, play with you."

　　 "Master, please, please go back." The man didn't give up. He actually ran over and knelt at Qin Molin's feet, holding his calf and kept kowtow.

　　 "Reason." Qin Molin's voice still doesn't carry any temperature.

　　 Perhaps only Feng Xingying can hear a trace of depressed emotion in that cold voice.

　　 Qin Molin, is actually nervous and worried?

　　, but the man refused to give the reason, so he kowtowed his head in front of Qin Molin desperately.

　　 Qin Molin frowned, he didn't like this feeling very much, and said coldly: "If you don't speak anymore, I will kill you."

　　 The servant was so bold and not afraid of death, he continued to hold Qin Molin's calf and kept kowtow.

　　 Qin Molin hummed softly and kicked him far away.

　　After that person turned back again, Feng Xingying felt that his brain was not enough.

　　 This ugly person, kneeling at the feet of Qin Molin, knocking his head like garlic, and humble as mud, is actually the Spirit King!

　　 When did the spirit king of Yunxi Continent be so worthless?

　　No, the Spirit King is always a superior existence.

　　The only possibility is what kind of strength and influence the person who can drive the Spirit King has.

　　 That person is clever, and he also discovered that Qin Molin would allow strangers to exist in his room, and he was a woman!

　　With Qin Molin's personality, how could ordinary people stay around and let her watch all this.

　　 So the man turned to kneel to Feng Xingying: "Girl, please, help me persuade my young master. Our mistress misses the young master, and loves to be sick."