Chapter 102 She Is His Poison

Especially after Feng Xingying's warmer lips, after being soaked by the ice spring, they were soft and rosy, with cool water droplets.

He couldn't control his emotions, and in the hand that surfaced, he stretched out his slender middle finger and gently touched Feng Xingying's plump red lips.

A few drops of water were instantly wiped off by his scorching fingers.

Feng Xingying's lips were still cold, and she seemed to feel the temperature of Qin Molin's fingers, so she gently opened her lips and sucked in.

Shuh, Qin Molin's eyes were once again stained with blood red light.

She is simply a fairy!

A fairy who can drive people crazy.

He knew his situation and he had to restrain himself.

But in the end, he didn't retract his fingers, instead, he followed Feng Xingying's lips, slid into her mouth, and penetrated between his lips and teeth.

Feng Xingying's lips parted lightly, and she stuck out her ruddy little tongue, licking the heat of his fingertips lightly.

At this time, Feng Xingying's wet long hair hangs down naturally behind him, the gauze on his body closely outlines the exquisite and enchanting curves, and the jade-white little face is dyed with a layer of red clouds, like flowers waiting to bloom. , Delicate and charming.

It is said that the epiphyllum blooms at night and falls in the day, although it is short, it is beautiful and pure.

Seeing Feng Xingying's unrestrained face at this time, Qin Molin thought of Epiphyllum inexplicably.

Qin Molin wanted to kiss those cold lips desperately and set her on fire with his own temperature.

But he was reluctant and unbearable, he didn't want her to wake up, she was sleeping peacefully, and he hadn't seen enough.

Unfortunately, he is Qin Molin.

There is a mysterious power in his blood, this power allows him to have a cultivation speed that crushes all geniuses, and also makes him often have to endure painful torment.

Especially Feng Xingying, since the first sight of her, she is his poison, a poison that can set him on fire in an instant.

Qin Molin's eyes were dyed all red after all, and his blood boiled completely.

Her cold lips parted lightly, as if calling for him again.

boom……

Qin Molin's will was completely disintegrated at this moment.

His slender fingers passed through her long black hair, holding her little head domineeringly, while the other hand tightly wrapped around Feng Xingying's waist.

He pressed her completely against himself.

Bingquan could no longer make him feel cold.

Only, Feng Xingying.

But Feng Xingying's coldness caused the fire in his blood to burn more and more vigorously.

His lips fell roughly, and skillfully pried open her icy red lips, constantly intruding and entangled with her.

Her long hair fluttered in messy strands, entwining the two people who were sticking together tightly.

Feng Xingying was still in a daze, and only felt warm like a quilt that had been exposed to the sun on his body.

She was greedy for this trace of warmth, stretched out her hands, and also wrapped her arms around his waist.

The cold touch of Feng Xingying's little hand seemed to have given him great courage, making his lips and tongues more unscrupulous.

This kiss, the world also changed color.

A group of dark clouds covered the bright white moonlight, and the dark night could not hide her beautiful bloom.

Feng Xingying's eyelashes trembled slightly, opening her extremely beautiful eyes.

She just looked at him like that, watching him pounce on her again, kiss her recklessly, and rudely tore off her coat.

The intoxicated temperature made her also not want to let go.

Baili Yeqing is known as a gentleman among flowers, but it is not a vain name.

The Huan Yi San, which he has reformed, is indeed terrifying.

Even though Feng Xingying used a silver needle to prick the acupoints, the effect of Huan Yi San was never completely eliminated.

Before Feng Xingying relied entirely on perseverance and patience, after that it relied on his own extreme coldness.

What is the use of Huan Yi San for a person whose blood is frozen into ice?

Now, when the cold was gone, he used his own temperature to set her on fire.

The joy in Feng Xingying's body was scattered, and it struck again.

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