Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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Feng Xingying still felt that Qin Molin's temperature seemed to be hotter.

Then I realized that I wanted to pull back.

late.

The overwhelming hot and humid marks covered her face, such as a flaming soldering iron, and the cold spar was branded with layers of fine marks and patterns.

She felt that the ice was cold, infiltrated but not piercing, and very comfortable, much more comfortable than ice spring water.

He capriciously rubbed his head and impressed imposingly, leaving Feng Xingying's mind confused and dizzy.

Qin Molin frowned again, as if it seemed that her clothes were in trouble.

With a flick of his finger, he tore the troublesome obstacles into strands.

Feng Xingying wrapped his chest with awkward hands.

Both of them had no cover.

What will happen next is that Feng Xingying is not ready yet, but he does not regret it.

She took a deep breath, plucked up courage, and began to respond to his domineering.

Her response was the fiercest potion in the world, causing his tense nerve to collapse instantly, making it difficult for him to sustain himself.

Stifling numbness and peak happiness interweave, Feng Xingying opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him quietly, with a smile on his face.

If she is his only antidote, she does not regret entering the ice spring.

Lip points.

Qin Molin suddenly pushed Feng Xingying away.

He turned around awkwardly, suppressing the heat that kept screaming and running away at any time.

"Hurry up! Otherwise."

"How else? Afraid you can't control yourself?" Feng Xingying laughed softly.

At this time, he was afraid of hurting her and forcing her, and he had explained many problems.

"I don't know what will happen in the future," Feng Xingying said suddenly. "But at this moment, I am willing."

Feng Xingying embraced Qin Molin's waist from behind.

Qin Molin trembled lightly, and the last sane string was crushed into powder under her hand.

He turned around, trying to control his emotions as much as possible, stroking her bun and cheek a little, as if touching the most precious treasure in the world.

Her face was like a piece of black ice, which melted little by little under the temperature of his burning fingers and lips and teeth.

Her heart followed, little by little, slowly melting away, from cold to hot.

He could no longer restrain his hopes of depression, and gave a depressing growl in his throat.

All the heat waves, with a stingy heart, rushed into the cold sweet Taoyuan.

Together, they sink into the water, but they always embrace each other, feel each other's temperature, lead each other, and enter the painful but sweet peak.

His black hair is loose, and the evil charm and **** are like the beautiful devil who walked out of ancient paintings.

Her green silk was like a waterfall, and her strands drifted softly, covering her back, and tangling around him, just like a fascinating firework, tangled.

His fingers, pitying across her cold face soaked in ice spring water, her temperature was like Bingyu, calmed down to his heart socket.

Others are heart-warming.

When he arrived at Qin Molin, Feng Xingying gave him Bing Xin.

She cooperated bluntly, irritating her lips.

His shoulders, salty sweat, oozed out of his body. Blended with ice spring water, with some saltiness in the cool.

His sudden arrival made Feng Xingying groan out of control.

Qin Molin was suffocated almost.

Actually, I was stopped and couldn't get deeper.

Qin Molin bowed her head, kissed her light earlobe in the water, hugged her tighter, and took her seriously.

one more time.

She was so painful that she caught a few deep blood marks on his shoulder.

Her face was white with pain, but she knew the importance of the moment.

Once decided, Feng Xingying will not flinch.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, he no longer ran away at a very deep moment, but instead hurried forward and hugged him tightly.

Finally rushed to the bottom, Qin Molin's heart was beating fiercely, almost crushing a person into his body, an unprecedented crazy joy straight into the mind, as if it were cheerful, like madness, all the reason flew out of the clouds, The fallen hope remained.

It seemed like death and rebirth. Everything was gone in his eyes. All his senses were left only to her. He just wanted to take her seriously, hug her, and possess her.

At will, he started.

Want, love

He wished to be buried deep in her body and never separated.

The initial sharp pain finally passed. Feng Xingying's body didn't hurt so much. The feeling of hotness, crispness, and itchiness came. With his fierce movement, he became more and more shivering, like the tide of the sea, and waves, It seems to drown life.

In the senses, in the lungs, Zhou's body was full of his own taste, as if tied to him, she fell completely into his world, sinking deeply.

The fierce madness gradually faded, Qin Molin's speed slowed down, feeling that her body was as soft as water, no longer resisting his movements, and a tinge of evil charm was evoked by the corners of his lips.

Feng Xingying was emotionally tossed, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, his breath was entangled with light groaning, and the misty eyes were filled with water mist, melting in the surrounding ice spring water.

Her lips were red and bloody.

Qin Molin couldn't stand her softness like a flower petal ... Every time she saw her biting her lip, he wanted to kiss her regardless of her and crush her into the body!

He had not reached this step before, and he could only restrain himself.

right now?

It's time to indulge.

Qin Molin was like a runaway wild horse again, wantonly carnival.

pain.

Feng Xingying gritted his teeth, subconsciously biting his shoulder, not letting himself scream.

She felt that half of her red glamour was quickly washed away by the ice spring water, but the other half entered his body.

Feng Xingying also encountered this strange phenomenon for the first time.

Qin Molin seemed to feel the pain of Feng Xingying's depression, paused his rough attack, and hugged her tightly with his backhand, as if to carve her into the flesh and into the bone.

He thought of comfort, but didn't know how to speak.

All the words of comfort have become softly devoured.

Feng Xingying stubbornly said, "Remember, I slept with you today, and I will not be responsible to you. After today, you and I are irrelevant. Don't try to hold me accountable for this.

There was a husky cry in her voice, with a hint of pride in her tenderness.

Unfortunately, Qin Molin didn't hear it at this moment!

Or, he didn't want to listen at all!

Irrelevant?

Think beauty!

At least this moment, she didn't want to escape.

He was all in his head and body.

Qin Molin now had a blank mind in his head, completely immersed in this white moonlight.

Her words were soft, like a drum of encouragement, and he renewed his courage to conquer.

The ups and downs, the huge waves rolling.

again and again.

The forceful, wanton, and violent, with the sound of ambiguous water, makes her numb, makes her tremble, makes her stir, makes her unable to survive or die.

She was like a small boat traveling on the sea, and she was kept clear by her violent storms.

At every big wave, the ship's hull will be lifted, and the exciting heartbeat will speed up. I can't help but want to scream.

Feng Xingying thought that Qin Molin's consciousness had entered a semi-mad state, and she would not see her embarrassment at the moment.

She simply no longer suppressed herself, letting the dense, soft voice overflow from her mouth, compose a song of love, and every movement of Qin Molin, like entering and leaving each time, is like a pen, writing the song Rhythm.

Her voice, her breath, and her taste were the greatest encouragement and temptation to him.

At this time, in Qin Molin's eyes, the darkness was dark and the stars were all condensed into it.

There was clarity in his heart. Everything was written into a beautiful ballad under his powerful conquest.

She is like the other side that he has been missing for a long time, and now she finds and links together, and finally completes.

The barriers that have plagued him have been smashed at this moment.

But Qin Molin didn't want to rush through.

Because now, there is something more important than a breakthrough.

Her refreshing breath and natural clear voice are the beauty he wants to cherish most at this moment.

Until this moment, Qin Molin felt that he was a real person, not a monster in another population.

It wasn't until he had her that he realized that he could be stronger and stronger, and for himself, he could be even better.

Only by becoming stronger can he guard what he wants and he can live up to her affection.

He would not say these words, but would do them silently.

Put all the love and contentment into action to make her understand.

Feng Xingying's tight and depressed groan was his best affirmation.

Make him completely tireless and stay up all night.

again and again.

again and again.

He demanded fiercely, fiercely, like bloodthirsty beasts, and found delicious prey.

Just because of his fierceness, he was like a potent poison, which prevented her from escaping, getting deeper and deeper.

In the end, Feng Xingying's consciousness was blurred, but she responded instinctively, felt instinctively, and instinctively made her own shame.

As everyone knows, outside Bingquan, there is a beautiful figure, trembling, but not willing to leave.

The scene she dreamed of for more than ten years was ruthlessly taken away by another woman.

The happiness in Feng Xingying's voice seemed to be the best satire and war on her.

She thrust her nails into the meat, but couldn't hold back the pain.

There was a rush of heat between her legs, but her heart was colder.

The man she wanted never touched her.

If he is cold, he should be cold to all women.

Why at this moment, but tirelessly sent Feng Xingying into the clouds. Is it only Feng Xingying that can turn all his depression into happiness?

Before she came to hear, only the howling of the painful demon blood attack. At this moment, his voice was deep and intoxicated and contented, which Feng Xingying brought to him, not her.

Think about her previous demonstration of Feng Xingying, no wonder it would be ironically incomplete. She even thought that she was a loser, a thorough clown.

No, she is the daughter of the Ling family, and she cannot suffer such humiliation.

Sooner or later, she will replace her and stay with that man.

As long as Feng Xingying is killed, she can, she can get it.