Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 651: The Eighth Imprisonment: Withering 0

Feng Xingying's numb expression and hollow eyes hurt Qin Molin's heart. For fear that he couldn't help it, he tore her clothes forcibly.

She is still sick and can't stand the toss.

Qin Molin suppressed his anger and continued to fight against the stove, venting all the anger he couldn't make against Feng Xingying on the stove.

Even if the cooking skills were almost impossible, Qin Molin finally finished the bowl of porridge and brought it to Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying said she was not touched, it was fake.

She has been silently watching him fail again and again, and he is stupid again and again.

This bowl of porridge is really harder for Qin Molin than anything else.

He has supreme strength, wealth and identity, but he alone can't do this bowl of porridge.

When he presented Feng Xingying with his full-hearted results, his eyes were full of expectation.

Who knows Feng Xingying stretched out his hand.

Click, the bowl is broken.

The bowl is broken, and the porridge is still there.

Because he is Qin Molin.

He has terrible multiple attributes, one of which is ice.

Just as the porridge was overturned, Qin Molin had gathered an ice bowl to protect the fruits of his labor.

Feng Xingying didn't look at him, or even what he did.

Qin Molin became even more angry with this kind of ignorance.

He roughly twisted Feng Xingying's head, pinched her chin, and kissed her hard.

The thick porridge liquid was fed into Feng Xingying's mouth from his mouth.

Feng Xingying did not swallow, letting the thick white porridge liquid slip and overflow from her lips.

The picture is weird.

Qin Molin is really hot this time.

"Open your mouth, if you refuse to eat, I will continue to ask you." He ordered coldly, and then took another mouthful of porridge carefully to feed Feng Xingying.

However, Feng Xingying seemed to hear nothing, still the same, like a puppet, no matter what he did, he didn't respond.

Perhaps, she was silently saying: Come on, what else can you do besides being as strong as a male dog?

He could only kiss her panting, but couldn't feed her the porridge.

Fortunately, because of his disdain, some porridge liquid will always slip into Feng Xingying's throat.

But if she doesn't cooperate, her condition will only get worse.

Her body is not as good as each day.

Three days later, Qin Molin's cooking skills have soared, at least he can cook a bowl of porridge in the fastest time, and even make soup.

Feng Xingying refused to open his mouth to eat, so he could only feed her soup, so that he could force her to drink a little.

In the past three days, Feng Xingying was still feverish and talking nonsense from time to time. Qin Molin hugged her to sleep every night. She knew but did not resist, and numbly did not respond.

Because she is like a puppet, whatever he wants.

Qin Molin suppressed his Gu Xiaowang, didn't ask her again, just hugged her quietly.

She was clearly in his arms, but he felt that Feng Xingying was getting farther and farther away from him, and his heart was getting more and more confused. I was afraid that, really, he had completely lost him.

In three days, Feng Xingying has become so thin that she has changed her personality.

I have to say ~IndoMTL.com~ The creator is really eccentric. A beautiful lady like Feng Xingying, even skinny, is still so beautiful.

The beauty of Fengxingying before, exuberantly, like blooming flowers, is eye-catching and enviable.

Now, even though she is thin and withered, there is an indescribable poignant beauty, the most sensitive softness that touches people's hearts, and she is charming.

The most exciting thing for Qin Molin was that Feng Xingying finally had fun and actively called his name!

It's just that she didn't call the three words Qin Molin, but instead.

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