Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away

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He didn't wear it.

he.

Asshole!

Feng Xingying suddenly took a bite in his chest.

He still didn't let go, holding her soft body tightly and holding it against his chest.

"Qin Molin, you really can't remember me?" Feng Xingying's voice was like a warm wind, with a charming temperature in the softness.

Qin Molin's throat knot choked unconsciously, and then he resumed calmness. He patted Feng Xingying's head: "Little guy, don't make trouble, I'll hold you to sleep."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Feng Xingying was mad.

"You don't think I'm different from you?"

"Well, your pectoral muscles are developing very well, and they are actually bigger than mine." Qin Molin vacated a hand and brushed Fengxing.

Chest, muscle!

Does Feng Xingying cry, or cry, or cry?

She always had a gut feeling that Qin Molin had recovered her memory. How else would he frustrately attack a man?

However, his behavior was different.

"Qin Molin! If you lie to me, I'll just ignore you!" Feng Xingying said angrily.

His fingers passed through her pectoral muscles. It seemed that I was trying to prove that she was bigger than him. He kneaded unconsciously, and then came to a conclusion:

"It's too soft."

"..." Feng Xingying had the urge to hit someone.

Obviously taking advantage of her, why is it so straightforward?

Does she look awkward?

I'm so angry!

Qin Molin, regardless of the fried kitten, continued to touch her back with one hand, and the other hand still rubbed on her chest.

This hooligan!

"Qin Molin." Feng Xingying's voice was soft and soft, with a hint of mistiness.

Qin Molin stared at her glamour red lips, the love valley in her eyes was so dark, and she burned Feng Xingying's eyes.

Feng Xingying lowered his head quickly, and did not dare to pretend quietly.

"Good, sleep." Qin Molin's lips raised a radian, and he reached out from Feng Xingying's head, and stroked it along her silky hair.

Feng Xingying quietly resembles a kitten, leaving his hands to walk softly on her.

The sound of well-balanced breathing came.

Qin Molin looked awkwardly at the little guy who was asleep in his arms. Helplessly shook his head.

Her temperature was slightly cold, like the touch of a Lingjing.

He always rubbed his fingers softly with distress, trying to bring her a little warmth, for fear that she would freeze.

Especially her healing wound, it seemed to be a little itchy.

If he swipes his finger, she will make a kitten-like humming subconsciously, which is very tempting.

He couldn't help rubbing it, just scratching it with his fingertips.

Qin Molin didn't dare to force at all, for fear of affecting the healing of that wound.

Qin Molin's temperature is getting higher and higher.

Really thought, ate her.

Feng Xingying slept more and more sleeplessly.

With this sleep, I slept peacefully.

In the middle of the night, she got up again, looked at Qin Molin who was asleep, slipped out lazily, and secretly changed clothes in a nowhere.

As everyone knows, Qin Molin opened her eyes as she moved, draped behind her.

Feng Xingying was dressed up as a palace bell, and went to conspiracy with Nangong Yulian.

"Little bell, why are you missing again!" The sensitive Nangong Yulian seems to have guessed something about the disappearance of the small bell, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that this person is useful to her.

"Your medicine can only make Gu Dandan disfigured and not eat her!" Nangong Yulian was not reconciled.