Chapter 415: King Leng's Punishment Two: Strong Pet

Qin Molin's tongue became more and more proficient, and it only landed on the lake, causing countless waves.

But his breath is full of domineering and aggressive, not the gentleness of the past, but more hysterical.

Feng Xingying wanted to push him away, but he was as firm as a rock and didn't move.

"You, shame on you!" Feng Xingying was completely enraged, like an injured little lion, wanting to roar.

However, she can only say these three words.

Because now, she can no longer speak, and can only make a "woo woo~" sound from her throat.

...

Qin Yi originally came after Qin Molin, and from a distance, he saw their lips and teeth blending together, as fierce as two soldiers fighting, and tacitly as in the most harmonious ink painting.

They are the most beautiful couple in the world, not to mention hugging each other, just being on the same screen feels like a pair made in heaven.

Now that they are cuddling with each other, it makes people feel more immortal. Even Qin Yi, who originally planned to follow Qin Molin all his life alone, suddenly had the idea of ​​finding a woman to fall in love with.

Such a picture is really beautiful, beautiful to touch people's hearts.

But Qin Yi understood Qin Molin's character and knew that he hated being spied on, so he quickly activated the ban in Qin Molin's courtyard, and he himself stayed in the courtyard, not allowing anyone to disturb them.

...

Feng Xingying is the most poisonous poison in the world.

A drop on it will erode your bones*.

All Qin Molin's concentration collapsed in front of her.

His tongue was domineering and fiery, with punishing rage.

Feng Xingying's mouth was filled with him, and there was a feeling of shameful fulfillment.

But she resisted this feeling, she continued to struggle, stretched out her hand to push him, and refused to cooperate.

This was not what she wanted, this feeling of shame made Feng Xingying almost mad.

She angrily wanted to hide in the Xihuangjian space, but suddenly found that his spiritual power was like chains, binding her tightly, and she couldn't contact her space at all.

No wonder Qin Molin said that space is not everything.

Is this how he taught her this lesson?

Feng Xingying wanted to say that she knew and told him to stop.

However, Qin Molin had no plans to stop at all.

His kiss was deep and forceful, as if he had exhausted his life's spiritual power.

After Feng Xingying struggled and lost her strength, she fell softly on his arm. Let him hold her, let him lead her into the pinnacle of suffocating, desperate but infinitely mysterious sensory experience.

He felt her cooperation, opened his eyes, and looked at her pretty red face with fascination. Her face was like a piece of natural white jade, which he forcibly dyed a beautiful peach blossom red.

This color is so bright and charming, it makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

Her originally stubborn eyes were quietly closed at this moment, looking so peaceful and warm, like a sleeping child.

Her eyelashes fluttered gently, like two cute little brushes, brushing and brushing on his heart, scratching his heart tickling and numb.

Qin Molin couldn't help but exert force, but she responded subconsciously and clumsily.

Her response was like the most violent alcohol drug in the world, igniting the last of his tense rational nerves.

In his mind, there was a bang, all of her shadows, no more scruples, no restraints, even a realm string that had been oppressing him suddenly became clear.

It's just that Qin Molin doesn't want to think about anything now, and he doesn't want to think about it.

in his eyes.

his heart.

This time, this moment, this place.

There is only the person in front of him, the soft person who can melt at any time.