Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 647: Imperial Four: Strong Love

When he first saw her, he was really seduced by the original smell of blood.

It's just that he likes her, which is true.

Qin Molin's last sensible string was tempted by this coquettish blood lips, and his eyes completely turned blood red.

He rushed forward desperately, sucking the blood from her lips, with a deadly charm.

Feng Xingying could feel a trace of weakness with every trace of blood flow.

But she resisted the pain, stood stubbornly on the spot, gave up the protection of spiritual power, and felt the pain like an ordinary person.

The shackles on Feng Xingying's body have been unwound at some point, but she has no freedom of movement.

Because he held her tightly in his arms, instead of those spiritual powers, and bound her in his arms, his restraint was tighter than binding.

Qin Molin's eyes became redder and coquettish, with a terrifying sense of despair in his breath.

Feng Xingying pushed him hard, but he didn't seem to have any strength anymore.

He is somewhat subconscious. I also knew that I took her into a room and threw her on a chaise longue with animal skins in the room.

The chaise longue was softly cushioned under Feng Xingying, but he leaped forward like a beast and pressed it down.

Qin Molin can no longer control his emotions, while constantly sucking her blood through the wound on the corner of her lips, although the amount is small, he never gets tired of it.

And his hands and feet didn't stop, and roughly tore her clothes to pieces, pressing her to death.

Feng Xingying pushed him desperately, this kind of humiliation was not what Feng Xingying wanted. Such a beastly Qin Molin was not what Feng Xingying wanted to see.

However, whether it is her blood or herself, he has the deadliest and most direct temptation.

Blood trickled into his mouth, dyeing his lips a coquettish purple.

And his enthusiasm swelled to the limit again, violently attacking the city.

"Ah!"

Feng Xingying screamed in pain.

Without any foreplay, without any cooperation and affection, Feng Xingying felt the pain like cracking silk. She trembled all over, and subconsciously grasped the bed sheet tightly.

She doesn't want to catch Qin Molin, because she hates him now.

But Qin Molin relied on her body's instincts to rough her up and give her endless pain, endlessly.

Until those pains turn into numbness, habit and shame.

Feng Xingying stubbornly resisted not wanting to make a sound, but she still couldn't help but spill a few syllables from her teeth.

It really hurts. He was bigger and longer than ordinary people, and now he is more uncontrollable and completely possessed.

What he brought to her is no longer enjoyment, but torture.

Feng Xingying hates herself the most. After getting used to the pain and size, she gradually adapts and allows him to enter and exit freely.

This time, there was no warning. It was like a hailstorm after a thunderbolt on a clear sky.

Feng Xingying silently endured, endured it, not knowing when it was the end.

Every bit of pain ~IndoMTL.com~ makes her more clearly aware of how powerless she is and what shame he brings her.

The shame of the body is never greater than the endless despair of the heart.

She once loved him so much, now she hates him so much.

Every bit of pain in Feng Xingying seemed to remind her that this was what she asked for, and she should atone for it. She deserved it, she was overwhelmed.

Feng Xingying sneered in pain as she looked at the man who was so unfamiliar to her that she felt terrible, the man with blood pupils who had been completely controlled by the monster blood.

This is Qin Molin.

　　

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