Chapter 772 Who Is Overbearing and Who Is Wronged?

Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin who was suddenly crazy.

She seems to be angry, but why? Didn't he ask her to practice?

Feng Xingying's innocent and confused eyes completely angered Qin Molin. Qin Molin gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you think that my sincerity is easy to get, so I can trample it casually?"

"Ah?" Feng Xingying was even more confused: "I didn't do anything."

"Humph!" Qin Molin rolled up his sleeves, and Feng Xingying was drawn into his space by him.

Feng Xingying wanted to cry but had no tears. She really wanted to sue Qin Molin, a big hooligan. Since she can be brought into the space now, she has to be brought into the space every time.

So as soon as he was brought into space, Feng Xingying already knew what he was going to do.

But Feng Xingying was also very aggrieved, why did he bring her in without her consent, and still look like she owed him.

It's a pity that Feng Xingying couldn't bear to be puzzled, the overwhelming kiss had already fallen, and Qin Molin madly set her on fire.

"Qin Molin, you are still unreasonable!" Feng Xingying whimpered.

"I just do it and don't talk about it!" Qin Molin has reason.

This is his space. He is even more reckless. In just a blink of an eye, Feng Xingying has been brought into the room and pressed on the soft concubine chair.

With another wave, all her clothes were gone. There is no shadow of his own.

Feng Xingying still wants to resist,

But he was forced into it.

"Ah!! Hurry up!!! It hurts." Feng Xingying almost cried, this bastard is too confused.

I don't know if it was affected by the demon blood, but his hot iron was much thicker and longer than a normal person, which was terrifying.

He knew Lianxiang Xiyu before, and every time he had sex with Feng Xingying until she completely lit her up and waited for her to bloom before entering.

But this time, there was no pity on Xiangxiyu.

Feng Xingying only felt as if a long sword broke her body suddenly, and the pain was so painful that she was about to suffocate.

And only that time was forced to have such an experience.

"Qin Molin, why are you so mad?!" Feng Xingying's tears fell unsatisfactorily.

Feng Xingying's teardrops shone brightly, stinging Qin Molin's eyes, and he abruptly stopped his rough movements. looked at her quietly.

She didn't want to pay attention to him, she simply closed her eyes, but the tears still rolled down unsatisfactorily.

Feng Xingying is such a strong person, even in the face of death, Qin Molin has never seen her resolute smile, but never seen her cry.

except him.

The only one who can make Feng Xingying cry, in Qin Molin's memory, seems to be the only bastard.

Qin Molin's heart aches softly.

His lips brushed lightly across her cheek, brushing tears from her face.

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. I shouldn't have punished you for ignoring you."

snort!

Feng Xingying closed her eyes and didn't want to deal with this unreasonable bastard.

He came without saying a word, and he was so rude, he didn't understand the style at all!

The more Feng Xingying thought about it, the more angry and aggrieved it became.

Although the tears were held back, the mood was not at all bad.

Bastard Qin Molin!

"You know, I learned cooking and made your favorite grilled fish steak and fresh bamboo shoots and mushroom soup, but you never showed up.

The thing was cold, I went to warm it twice, but you still didn't come out.

Later, I didn't sleep a night, because I was afraid that it would not taste good when it was hot, so I did it again, but you still didn't come out. "

Qin Molin has softened his heart and lost his anger, but there is a trace of grievance in his tone.

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