"Do you remember the inheritance in the Hehuan Palace?" Qin Molin suddenly diverted the topic.

Feng Xingying looked stunned, and then pouted and retorted:

"The inheritance in the Hehuan Palace, as long as the two of us have the same mind, we can cultivate together, and we don't necessarily have to communicate with the body like the world has falsely said. ”

"Xiaoying, you always thought about this, did you blame me for not communicating with your body?"

"......" Feng Xingying was speechless, and he was almost angry with him, okay.

This bastard is getting darker and darker, and he deliberately digs a pit for her to jump!

"Obviously, you said it first. ”

Qin Molin pinched Feng Xingying's puffy little face, and said solemnly:

"But what I want to say is that the inheritance in the Hehuan Palace says that the Hehuan fruit can assist in frost cultivation. As for that, it's you who want to be crooked. ”

"You. "Feng Xingying is already on the verge of going berserk.

He pulled her into his arms and whispered, "I just like you to be crooked." ”

Feng Xingying's heart was like a piece of ice, and it was also melted by him.

Qin Molin's lips grabbed Feng Xingying's lips, and he pried open her lips and teeth familiarly, and poured the flesh in his mouth into her mouth.

Feng Xingying was only verbally against Qin Molin, he didn't reject it in his heart, lowered his head, and swallowed the flesh silently.

Not to mention, this acacia fruit is quite delicious, the entrance is fragrant and tender, the flesh is sweet and juicy, and the spiritual power is abundant, which is a little sweeter than the ordinary spirit fruit.

Qin Molin was obviously very satisfied with Feng Xingying's cooperation, he took another bite of the flesh and fed it into Feng Xingying's mouth.

Feng Xingying's heart was horizontal, so he simply ate it himself.

How to eat is not to eat, is it not good for someone to feed it?

Qin Molin suddenly felt as if he had done hard work, but he was happy in his heart.

The flesh of the acacia fruit is not much, but the pit is more than half the size, more than double the size of the peach pit.

Feng Xingying had just tasted it, and it was gone.

Feng Xingying smashed his mouth, and began to covet the core in Qin Molin's hand again.

When the pit is pried open, there is an almond-shaped piece inside, which smells quite sweet.

It's a pity that Feng Xingying only glanced at it, and the kernel was swallowed by Qin Molin.

"Stingy. Feng Xingying pursed his lips and whispered.

"If you still want to eat, let Xiao Ding plant a little more, and we will eat together. Qin Molin whispered in Feng Xingying's ear.

Feng Xingying didn't pay attention to when she was sitting on his lap, as if she was feeding the pulp just now.

The two of them were sitting on a bench by the river, and their figures were reflected in the river.

Feng Xingying glanced at the intertwined reflections, and wanted to leave him in embarrassment.

However, Qin Molin's arm was like an iron hoop, holding her in his arms.

Especially feeling his burning temperature, Feng Xingying wanted to push him away.

It's late.

Like a fiery affection, it drowned her.

At this point, forget the time, forget the place, forget everything.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there are only two of them.

I want to love, I want to be affectionate.

Until three days later.

Feng Xingying woke up like a broken body, and even the location was changed to the bedroom.

Outside the courtyard, Qin Molin was playing the piano, gentle and elegant, poetic and picturesque.

Feng Xingying pushed open the window and looked at him from a distance, his heart seemed to be filled.

Yesterday, oh no, what happened three days ago, if it wasn't for Feng Xingying's willingness, how could it have happened?

Qin Molin is a trustworthy person, and he said that he would not reluctantly seal the star shadow again, which is naturally true.

Feng Xingying suddenly felt that after going through so many things, her Qin Molin seemed to be getting more and more perfect.