Chapter 257 Your Waist Pendant Is in Place

Discussions in the crowd.

Do you think Qin Molin can't hear you if you whisper? He is no ordinary person at all!

Qin Molin also heard some wind words, and only later realized that he was too impulsive, and he managed to lift the little guy out.

He really didn't think much about it at the time, he just felt that he was very indebted, so he took it out.

Let go now.

It seems too late?

Only after Qin Molin let go, did he realize that the little rogue was hugging his waist in an inconspicuous manner.

how can that be!

Qin Molin hates others to be near him the most, let alone close contact, no matter male or female, except Feng Xingying.

And his spiritual sense is extremely strong, as long as someone approaches, he can feel it immediately.

When did this young man named Ye Xing put his arms around his waist? He didn't even feel it!

It's not that he didn't notice it, but that he didn't feel the slightest bit wrong, which means he acquiesced to his behavior.

Damn, why is this happening?

At this moment, even Qin Molin himself thought that he should not, really bend?

Seeing Qin Molin looking at her, Feng Xingying raised his head and gave him a sun-kissed smile.

"Don't let go?" Qin Molin's anger was extinguished by the young sunshine's smile in front of him.

"Oh. Aren't I afraid of falling off? I've been calling you brother, what's wrong with you asking me to hug, there's a lot of meat." He was still righteous? The most hateful thing is that this little guy is addicted and has no plans to let go.

"Oh? Then you have to hold on tight." Qin Molin sneered.

"Hey?"

Before Feng Xingying could react, Qin Molin had already summoned his flaming lion king, stepped onto the spirit beast mount, and galloped away.

And Feng Xingying, like a waist pendant, always maintained a posture of hugging Qin Molin's waist.

Qin Molin must have done it on purpose!

His mount was getting faster and faster, and Feng Xingying didn't even have a chance to let go.

Because as soon as she let go, she would fall and fall badly.

So change your posture?

Feng Xingying tried once and wanted to climb on the back of the Moyu Lion King and find a place to sit securely.

As a result, Qin Molin gave him a stab, so scared that his hands and feet shrank back obediently, and continued to hang himself on him like a waist pendant.

Poor Feng Xingying, just wanted to play a rogue with men's clothing, and was counterattacked.

Qin Molin didn't have the slightest pity for the boys, and the Moyu Lion King flew at full speed, galloping like lightning.

Feng Xingying made such a comparison, and felt that he was forcibly imprisoned and hugged by him yesterday, that is heaven! ! !

The speed of Moyu Lion King can reach the level of a train. She hangs on Qin Molin's waist, just like hanging on the window of a train.

That feeling is sour.

If it wasn't for her being a spiritual master with a fire spirit hood to protect her body, just the gust of wind blowing her face could turn Feng Xingying's fair little face into a big, bloody ugly cat.

In short, she only used the waist pendant once, and will never seek abuse in the future!

After finally reaching the backyard of Tongtian Pavilion, Feng Xingying was finally able to escape the torture, let go of her hand smoothly, and panted beside her in embarrassment.

No way, the spiritual power is actually exhausted, and now Feng Xingying feels powerless to lift his legs, let alone continue to play the waist pendant game with him.

If not, Feng Xingying really has to let go halfway.

Especially seeing Qin Molin's smiling face, Feng Xingying suddenly realized.

"You did it on purpose!" He must have calculated Feng Xingying's limit on purpose, and then controlled the speed and landing point. Otherwise, he would not have chosen Tongtian Pavilion.

If you go to the Leng Palace, it will only be less than one-third of the way. How much less torture can she suffer?