Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 415: Leng Wang’s punishment method two: strong pet

　　 Qin Molin's tongue is getting more and more proficient, and only a dragonfly falls on the lake, causing countless waves.

　　 But his breath is full of domineering and aggressive, not the gentleness of the past, more hysterical.

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

　　 "You, shameless!" Feng Xingying was completely enraged, like a wounded little lion trying to growl.

　　 No matter what, she can only say these three words.

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

　　……

　　 Qin Yi was originally chasing Qin Molin. From a distance, I saw their lips and teeth blending together, fiercely like two soldiers fighting, and tacitly like a most harmonious ink painting.

　　 They are the most beautiful couple in the world, let alone embracing each other, they just feel like a match made in heaven on the same screen.

　　 Now that they are close together, it makes people feel even more immortal. Even Qin Yi, who originally planned to follow Qin Molin alone for a lifetime, suddenly gave birth to the idea of ​​finding a woman to have a love relationship.

The picture like 　　 is really beautiful, and the beauty touches people's hearts.

　　 But Qin Yi understood Qin Molin's character and knew that he hated being spied on, so he quickly activated the ban on Qin Molin's courtyard, and he himself stayed in the courtyard, not allowing anyone to disturb them.

　　……

　　Fengxingying is the most poisonous poison in the world.

　　 got a drop and eroded bone*.

　　 All Qin Molin's concentration, in front of her, fell apart.

　　 His tongue is domineering and fiery, with punishing anger.

　　Feng Xingying's mouth was filled with him, and there was a feeling of shame and fulfillment.

　　 But she resisted this feeling, she continued to struggle, reaching out to push him, and refused to cooperate.

　　 This is not what she wants, this feeling of shame makes Feng Xingying almost crazy.

　　 She angrily wanted to hide in the Xihuang Sword space, but suddenly realized that his spiritual power turned out to be like chains, which bound her firmly, and she couldn't contact her space at all.

　　 No wonder Qin Molin said that space is not omnipotent.

　　 Did he teach her this lesson in this way?

　　 Feng Xingying wanted to say, she got it, and told him to stop.

　　 But Qin Molin didn't intend to stop at all.

　　His kisses were deep and hard, as if they had exhausted all their spiritual power.

　　 After Feng Xingying, she lost strength in struggling, and fell on his arm. Let him hold her arms, let him take her into the pinnacle of suffocating, desperate but infinitely mysterious sensory experience.

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

　　The color is bright and charming, and it makes people unable to move their eyes.

　　 Her stubborn eyes, now quietly closed, looked so peaceful and warm, like a sleeping child.

　　 Her eyelashes tremble lightly, like two cute little brushes, brushing and brushing on his heart, scratching his heart numbly and numbly.

　　 Qin Molin couldn't help but force, she actually subconsciously responded clumsily.

　　 Her response was like the most violent alcohol in the world, igniting his last tense intellectual nerve.

　　 In his mind, there was a bang, and it was all her shadow, no more scruples, no restraints, and even a realm string that had been oppressing him suddenly became clear.

　　 It's just that Qin Molin doesn't want to think about anything, he doesn't want to think about it.

　　 in his eyes.

　　 in his heart.

　　 now, now, here.

　　 is just the person in front of me, the soft person who can melt at any time.