Chapter 739 Qin Molin's Experience IV: Accompany Him

Feng Xingying couldn't help poking Qin Molin's cheek.

Who knew that the young Qin Molin knew the routine: "You and I already have skin-to-skin relationship, so you must be my wife!"

"Hey?"

Feng Xingying was completely dizzy, what was wrong?

She clearly wanted to molest the boy, but why did she become molested instead?

Life is nothing but flirting or being molested.

Feng Xingying couldn't help laughing, and nodded solemnly:

"This is called skin-to-skin kiss? Then I ask you, did you put me in the pool yesterday?"

"Yes, there is a hot spring, not a pool." Qin Molin corrected him seriously.

"You took my clothes off?"

"Um."

"Oh, then you already have skin-to-skin relationship with me, you should be responsible for me." Feng Xingying nodded.

"But I closed my eyes." Qin Molin quit.

"Anyway, you took off my clothes, you must be responsible."

"Then let's go to church now."

"No, I don't play house with children. You wait until you are sixteen and marry me again."

"it is good,

One word is for sure. "Qin Molin didn't change the red decoration of the hut, and walked away.

Feng Xingying silently followed behind her.

When Qin Molin was ready to practice in the spacious backyard, he said, "This is where I practice. I don't allow anyone to approach. Since you are my child bride, I will reluctantly show you."

"Well, hurry up, I'm still waiting for you to cook tomorrow's lunch."

"Okay, women are really troublesome." Qin Molin muttered in disgust and began to enter the state of cultivation.

Feng Xingying also entered the cultivation state at the same time.

Although he has no skin-to-skin relationship with her, under the same heaven and earth and the same mind, spiritual power unconsciously pulls each other.

Especially when the stars are dense at night, a rotating star stone emerges from the top of their heads, and the breath on the star stone attracts each other.

After one night, Feng Xingying felt that Qin Molin had grown a lot taller than the day before.

Is it, a day a year?

Qin Molin's life is very boring. He doesn't sleep or rest, and he spends almost twelve hours a day practicing.

Only in the evening would he glance at Feng Xingying in disgust, and then consciously go back to their small red courtyard to cook.

His cooking skills are limited to making porridge and stew, nothing else.

But Qin Molin is the kind of person who can become proficient very quickly once he learns it.

At least Qin Molin's soup has almost caught up to the level of Rue Xiang.

Three days later.

Qin Molin has grown almost as tall as Feng Xingying, and looks even more handsome.

Feng Xingying figured it out, he should be twelve years old now.

Feng Xingying herself was actually not yet sixteen years old.

Of course, for three days, they got along day and night, and they were already acquaintances.

Feng Xingying sat by the stove to help him add firewood, and asked curiously by the way:

"You grow up so big, are you all alone?"

"Yes." Qin Molin no longer rejects Feng Xingying so much.

"Then don't you feel lonely and miss your parents?"

"I don't have parents." Qin Molin shook his head: "In my world, there is only myself, and what I want can only be won by myself.

I don't need anyone to accompany me. "

"Really? Then I'll go first." Feng Xingying was about to leave.

Qin Molin grabbed her wrist.

There was a burning loneliness in his eyes.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning of retention was obvious.

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