Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 737: Qin Molin’s second experience: He turned out to be…

The next moment, Feng Xingying had a flower in front of her eyes, suddenly dizzy, and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up, she was already soaking in the hot spring in Qin Molin's space.

Seeing the familiar environment, Feng Xingying's heart finally settled down.

It turned out he was in his own space.

Especially when she smelled a familiar scent, Feng Xingying felt even more inexplicable.

Qin Molin is making the porridge with the smell of smoke and congee and rice?

Qin Molin's cooking skills are not very good, but he finally learned one of them for Feng Xingying-making porridge.

Feng Xingying's lips evoked a warm smile, got up and left the hot spring, dried a black wet hair, let them fall on her shoulders at will, and walked in the direction of the main house.

It's getting closer.

As soon as she reached the familiar courtyard gate, Feng Xingying suddenly felt anxious. She didn't even dare to open the door at this time?

In the worst case, the left is only eaten and wiped by him.

Does he need this every time he advances?

If this is the case, she doesn't resist, no one makes her like him.

A blush appeared on Feng Xingying's face, and she opened the door.

Only at this moment, Feng Xingying's face became completely rigid, staring blankly at the person who was making porridge.

He also turned his head, his eyes were as clear and dark as water.

She looked at him blankly.

He glanced at her helplessly.

"Sister, are you fainted from hunger? I made porridge for you." A tender voice came out of the boy in front of him.

Feng Xingying returned to her senses.

"Sister, are you hungry and stupid?" His tone was full of disgust: "Don't worry, you go and sit next to you, you will be able to eat soon."

"Oh." Feng Xingying nodded mechanically, sat down at the wooden table obediently, and stared at the boy next to the stove.

Don't blame Feng Xingying for being out of state, the picture in front of me is really weird.

His breath, appearance, and voice are all Qin Molin's right, but his height is only Qin Molin's, and his face is full of immature.

The one who is busy by the stove in front of me is really just a **year-old kid.

Besides, he has a sister in one mouthful, obviously he no longer recognizes Feng Xingying.

Looking at the little Qin Molin, Feng Xingying of course was stunned.

But looking at the look of disgust on that young boy's face, it was obvious that Feng Xingying was stupid.

Feng Xingying is also drunk.

When the porridge came out of the pot, Feng Xingying wanted to help, and got another look of disgust.

"Don't move, I'll just take it over, lest you are so stupid and overturn my hard-to-cook meal."

"Oh." Feng Xingying returned to the table obediently to do it again, staring at Qin Molin stubbornly.

The current Qin Molin has not changed much except for his stature to become a young man~IndoMTL.com~ His facial features have not changed much, but he is still breathtakingly beautiful. The exquisite facial features and angular outline make him a beautiful young man.

It's just that his current face, with a few traces of baby fat peculiar to young people, besides being handsome, there is a touch of cuteness.

Obviously, he is a cute and beautiful boy. He has to pretend to be mature with a small face. Feng Xingying can't help but laugh.

Especially when Qin Molin brought a bowl of porridge to Feng Xingying and placed it in front of her, Feng Xingying couldn't hold back for a while, stretched out his hand on his round cheek, and gently poked it.

Qin Molin clicked like a mess, backed up quickly, staring at Feng Xingying warily.

"You, you woman, why are you so ignorant of etiquette? If you use your hands again, don't blame me for being impolite."

　　

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