Chapter 362 Come to Collect Debts Again!

Qin Molin's hand fell on Feng Xingying's forehead, but he didn't knock it down.

Qin Molin's articulated fingers moved lightly, brushing the broken hair between her forehead. And plucked the petals from her hair.

In this way, do nothing, and the years are quiet.

A warm smile appeared on his face.

Feng Xingying slept soundly, and hugged Qin Molin's arm in his back, like a tired child.

"Go to sleep, don't worry, the person who threatened you is already dead." A trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Although she didn't say anything about the forest of beasts, he could feel and think about it.

"Next time, I will definitely accompany you in person.

If the bullshit Pavilion Master Xingchen can't even protect the people he likes, then what kind of continent should he protect? I, Qin Molin, would rather not do it.

You are not too rare, are you? "

His voice was low and soft, like a gust of wind blowing.

She seemed to have heard both, and she seemed to be asleep.

He couldn't bear to disturb her dream, just waited tenderly.

Feng Xingying did not expect that she would sleep for a full hour.

When she woke up, the gentle Qin Molin was long gone, replaced by a stern face.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Yunxiang must be worried about me. I'm hungry, so I'll go to Yunxiang." Feng Xingying felt that the distance between himself and Qin Molin was a little dangerous, so he quickly got up to find an excuse and wanted to escape.

Qin Molin's face was covered with Yan Frost.

I've been a human flesh cushion for you for an hour. Without a word of thanks, I wake up thinking of rue!

rue? Does this king look good?

Leng Wang was very injured, and the consequences were serious.

Feng Xingying also found out, okay, why is the sky so cold?

"Are you having too much fun and forgetting something?" Qin Molin said coldly.

"Forgot, what's the matter?" Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin in confusion.

Qin Molin was obviously even more unhappy, and snorted softly, "Don't think that you can get rid of cleaning the courtyard by changing back to women's clothes!"

Huh, isn't it just a broken yard?

The yard looks better than you too!

Feng Xingying rolled her eyes and resignedly started to organize the courtyard.

Anyway, Feng Xingying understood. She didn't need to do anything about cleaning the house. King Leng's house was as clean as new all the year round.

Feng Xingying could do it, but instead he trimmed flowers and built scaffolding.

After Feng Xingying's busy work, Qin Molin's courtyard soon had an elegant and natural arch.

But Qin Molin regretted it again.

He left Xingying, where is it to tire her.

Seeing how busy she was, she apparently forgot about him again.

Couldn't she just peek at him with affection from time to time like other women? The big deal, the king allows her to take a peek!

Such a good opportunity, I don't know how to see it.

"Humph." Qin Molin hummed an unpleasant voice from his nose.

Feng Xingying didn't understand, what happened to this moody guy?

"Come here to eat." Qin Molin ordered.

"It won't be done in a while."

Qin Molin's face turned colder.

Feng Xingying didn't notice, and continued to prune the flowers. Who said gardeners were relieved? Gardening is not only technical work, but also physical work! Fortunately, Feng Xingying has good physical strength.

The wicked landlord and wealth, just a piece of the crystal essence of fire, enslaves her every day, and what's more rogue is that he doesn't even want to return the crystal essence to him!

Is it because she is determined to be bullied?

Well, compared to the evil King Leng, Feng Xingying is a little easier to bully.

Feng Xingying was slandering incessantly, and suddenly found a black shadow bullying her body. Before she could react, his face was only two millimeters away from her pupils.