Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 739: Qin Molin’s four experience: stay with him

Feng Xingying couldn't help poking Qin Molin's cheek.

Who knows that the young Qin Molin actually knows the routine: "You and I already have a skin relationship, you must be my lady!"

"Hey?"

Feng Xingying is completely dizzy. What's wrong?

She obviously wanted to molest a teenager, but why did she become molested?

Life is nothing more than being molested or being counter-motivated.

Feng Xingying couldn't help but nodded solemnly:

"This is called a skin kiss? Then I ask you, you put me in the pool yesterday?"

"Yes, there is a hot spring, not a pool." Qin Molin corrected seriously.

"You took off my clothes?"

"Hmm."

"Oh, then you have a skin close to me, you should be responsible to me." Feng Xingying nodded.

"But I closed my eyes." Qin Molin quit.

"Anyway, you took off my clothes, you must be responsible."

"Then we will worship now."

"No, I won't play with children. You wait until you are sixteen, and then come and marry me."

"Okay, it's a deal." Qin Molin didn't change the red decoration of the cabin, and took a step forward.

Feng Xingying followed her silently.

Wait in the wide backyard, Qin Molin was ready to practice, then he said: "This is the place where I practice, I don't allow anyone to come near, since you are my child bride, I will make it difficult for you to see."

"Well, you have to hurry up, I'm still waiting for you to cook tomorrow's lunch."

"Okay, women are really troublesome." Qin Molin muttered disgustedly, and began to enter the state of cultivation.

Feng Xingying also entered the state of cultivation at the same time.

Although he has no skin-to-kin relationship with her, in the same world and the same mind, his spiritual power draws each other unconsciously.

Especially when the stars are densely covered at night, a rotating stellar stone rises above their heads, and the breath on the stellar stone pulls each other.

One night later, Feng Xingying felt that Qin Molin was much taller than the day before.

Is it, one day and one year?

Qin Molin's life is very boring. He doesn't sleep or rest, and he spends almost twelve hours a day practicing qigong.

Only in the evening, he would look at Feng Xingying disgustingly, and then consciously return to their red courtyard to cook.

His cooking skills are limited to making porridge and stew, nothing else.

But Qin Molin is the kind of person who can become proficient once he learns it quickly.

At least Qin Molin's stewed soup has almost caught up with Ruxiang's level.

Three days later.

Qin Molin has grown almost as tall as Feng Xingying, and looks more handsome.

Feng Xingying has the final say, he should be twelve years old now.

Feng Xingying herself is actually less than sixteen years old.

Of course, for three days, they get along day and night and they are already acquaintances.

Feng Xingying sat beside the stove to help him add firewood, and asked curiously by the way:

"Are you all alone when you grow up like this?"

"Yes." Qin Molin no longer rejects Feng Xingying so much.

"Then you don't feel lonely~IndoMTL.com~Don't you miss your parents?"

"I don't have parents." Qin Molin shook his head: "My world, only myself, I can only fight for what I want.

I don’t need someone to accompany me. "

"Really? Then I'll go first." Feng Xingying was about to leave.

Qin Molin grabbed her wrist.

In his eyes, there is a heart-wrenching loneliness.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning of retention was obvious.

　　

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