Chapter 312 Debt Collection Three: Spanking

Qin Molin moved forward step by step, and his heart was warmed by ironing.

Her long hair was gentle and tangled around him like vines, making him feel that they were inseparable.

Unfortunately, Feng Xingying was dishonest and kicked his calf in protest: "Qin Molin, please let me down!"

He patted her casually.

It really wasn't intentional, but she was being carried bent over, and the protruding part was her buttocks.

Does it feel good?

Qin Molin stopped and looked at his other hand.

"Let me go!" Feng Xingying was even more ashamed and angry, this bastard is becoming more and more unreliable.

Feng Xingying wanted to struggle, but was afraid of provoking him to continue, so he calmed down.

But his obviously elevated temperature made her feel embarrassed again.

This bastard!

She is also a doctor by birth, and is extremely sensitive to every reaction of the human body, including questions, including the characteristics of certain parts.

There was a hard fire in him, and it was against her waist.

Feng Xingying's little face was red, and she didn't dare to make trouble anymore.

The ghost knows if this guy will make a big beast at any time.

It was Qin Molin who reacted first, restrained himself, and continued to walk forward quietly.

None of them spoke, and the surroundings were silent, except for the sound of his powerful footsteps and the sound of each other's heartbeats.

Feng Xingying felt that her throat was a little dry, so she opened her mouth, but shut her mouth obediently, biting her rosy lips stubbornly.

A warm smile appeared on Qin Molin's face, and his steps were still firm and steady.

Feng Xingying is really heartless enough to be like this.

Fell asleep……

Hearing her well-proportioned and charming breathing, Qin Molin couldn't help laughing.

At this time, he can fall asleep, and he only takes Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying just closed her eyes and took a nap. When he put her on the soft chaise longue, she had already opened her eyes.

His smile suddenly slammed into her eyes and planted in her heart.

Feng Xingying raised her head and stared blankly at the man in front of her.

The spring sun is bright and warm, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and willow leaves are green, but he is more beautiful than this full garden.

And such a beautiful man, does it actually belong to her?

Feng Xingying suddenly felt that all this was unreal like a dream.

Is it still reinforced concrete, neon lights, scalpels and laboratories after waking up?

Feng Xingying couldn't help reaching out, wanting to feel if he really existed.

But he grabbed her hand and took the initiative to put it on his face, put it on his lips, and made a hot lip print.

Feng Xingying's face flushed red, she turned her head awkwardly, drew back her hand, and asked stubbornly:

"His Royal Highness Leng Wang now likes to forcibly capture women from good families?"

"No, I'm just exercising my rights."

"I didn't promise to marry you again!" Feng Xingying frowned, forgetting her shyness, and straightened up to confront him.

He was right in front of her, and when she turned her face, she almost touched his lips.

Kissing, once started, is easy to ignite.

Feng Xingying quickly stepped back.

Qin Molin did not chase, but put away the smile on his face and responded with a serious look:

"A little guy took my fire essence and said he would clean the yard for me."

this thing...

"It's not me!" Feng Xingying decided to die.

Although he already knew that Ye Xing was Feng Xingying.

"Really?" Qin Molin hooked his lips into a smile, and the evil charm spread from the corners of his lips:

"Then I can only exercise the creditor's rights."

"what do you want?"