Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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When these small animals were settled in the space, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin set up a fire stand and barbecued soup beside the waterfall.

Qin Molin's cooking skills have been improved recently. Based on traditional cuisine, this guy was actually inspired by Feng Xingying's medicated diet and started adding some herbs to the soup.

"What medicine did you put in?" Feng Xingying looked curiously at the pot of pale green broth with delicate fragrance.

Qin Molin is the only one who can stew the broth with this delicate taste.

Qin Molin ticked the corners of his lips and answered her solemnly: "There are only you and me here. Of course, you need to put in some aphrodisiac medicine."

His eyes were burning and fell on Feng Xingying's face.

Feng Xingying bowed his head in guilty conscience, and whispered, "I hid in space, and you couldn't catch it."

Just when Feng Xingying returned to her mind, she found that Qin Molin's face was constantly enlarged in her eyes.

Feng Xingying opened her mouth, and before she could avoid it, he grabbed her lips.

A kiss while deep.

When the lip split, Feng Xingying pushed Qin Molin apart and whispered, "Don't be troubled, you won't be afraid of getting stuck in the pot."

"Okay. Eat first."

"Huh!" Feng Xingying exhaled.

Just before she returned, Qin Molin made up another knife: "Feed you first, so I can eat slowly."

"Uh ..." He must be intentional!

Feng Xingying's face was beautiful, and she lowered her head and drank a broth carefully cooked by Qin Molin.

The soup tastes fragrant, and the lips and teeth are flowing. Just after drinking, a heat flow was incorporated into Feng Xingying's body, igniting her spiritual power, and even her skin became a pale red, as if stained with a layer of cloudy clouds.

"Don't you, really ..." Feng Xingying looked at Qin Molin awkwardly, and even boldly reached out and brushed his cheek.

Looking at the familiar, red apple-like face, Qin Molin could no longer control the power of boiling in the heart.

Take away.

Pamper, in a private space that belongs to two people.

Feng Xingying felt like he was drunk, and he couldn't help Gu Guwang in his heart. In the end, he simply let those fine and shy mouths break through the sky.

Only two of them are in his world.

Want to love, endless.

His possession was like a crazy wind, which attacked and washed her over and over again.

Feng Xingying also stopped thinking about what should or should not be.

She has him in his heart, and he has her in his heart.

The sublimation they have from each other, from the body to the mind, makes their spiritual power more pure.

Feng Xingying felt that his body was lacking, and he nestled in his arms, and fell asleep heartlessly.

There was a smile on Qin Molin's face, and the tip of his tongue deftly sucked at Feng Xingying's nose.

Feng Xingying is really tired, breaking all the way plus non-stop hurry. After that, Qin Molin's medicine soup was certainly not a peony, but a medicine to relax and regulate the body.

Feng Xingying was under too much pressure during this time and needed to release himself.

After release, it is naturally exhausted and distressed.

Because of Qin Molin, Feng Xingying slept soundly.

It was only after falling asleep that the clear dreams suddenly awakened Feng Xingying.

"What's wrong?" Qin Molin stretched out his arm and put Feng Xingying on his chest.

Feng Xingying was still immersed in a horrible dream, biting his lip and looking at Qin Molin.

At this point, Feng Xingying's dream once again appeared.

This is by no means a pure dream!