Chapter 649: Imprisonment Six: She Said

This is not Feng Xingying!

Qin Molin's arms trembled a little.

He felt that it was himself who lost his Feng Xingying.

Unfamiliar him, unfamiliar her.

But Feng Xingying was obviously hot, but still shivering from the cold.

He quickly put her into the hot spring.

He didn't dare to touch her body, because he knew that now she would hate him to do that.

He was in the hot spring, separated from her by a distance of water, quietly watching her.

The warm water flowed through her, slightly warm.

Qin Molin covered her with a soft pure daytime silk skirt to hide the temptation of her body.

On the contrary, it was himself, covered in red fruit, showing sexy abs and long, strong legs.

At this time, between them, there is only the hot springs, and there is no love.

Qin Molin whispered: "I don't like your body, nor your blood. I really like you, so I want to have you.

If you don't like it, I won't touch you. But I can't lose you. "

I don't know how long it has been soaking, Qin Molin never sleeps and never closes his eyes.

His space is more mature and powerful than Feng Xingying's, and he can stay in space for a long time without going out.

Originally, his space could not accommodate living people to enter at will, but Feng Xingying was the first one. He felt that this was a gift from God to him.

Feng Xingying still didn't wake up, her state was very wrong. Such a strong person has been speaking strange nonsense all the time.

"I want a home too," she said.

She said: "Who doesn't want someone to rely on, just get used to being strong and get used to it, maybe he won't need it in his life."

She said, "Qin Molin, you don't understand me. I misread you."

She said, "It hurts, no, I'm Feng Xingying, I bleed without tears, I can't bear the pain anymore."

she says:"……"

Every word she said was her deepest thoughts.

Qin Molin understands some, but doesn't understand.

But he kept listening quietly, even though he knew, she didn't even want him to hear.

Feng Xingying's voice became more and more hoarse, her words began to struggle, and she fell asleep again in a daze.

Qin Molin finally felt that something was wrong.

His hand rested lightly on her forehead, where it was hot.

What's going on here?

Qin Molin suddenly remembered that when Little Eleven was picked up, he was so hot all over, especially his forehead was terrifyingly hot.

At that time, Qin Yi was very experienced and said that Xiao Shi was an ordinary person, so he would get sick. His condition is burning.

So, Feng Xingying is also burning like Xiao Shi was at that time?

But she is a spirit? Shouldn't it be so easy to get sick?

wrong!

Her heart was desperate, she gave up everything, including herself, so she was weak like an ordinary person.

If she uses spiritual power, even if he is rude, it will not hurt her.

In this way, she deeply accuses and silently refuses. This is her punishment for him.

Qin Molin's throat choked a little.

It's more painful to know that.

"Burnt? But what should I do with you?"

Qin Molin wiped off the water droplets on Feng Xingying's body, took her out, put her back on the chaise longue, let her lie down quietly, and covered her with a soft lilac silk quilt on top. Embroidered with Feng Xingying's favorite iris.

Seeing her little person hugging the quilt tightly and looking very cold, Qin Molin couldn't bear it.

He got in and warmed her with his own body heat.

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