Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 100 Sorry, I...

His lips were like a piece of hot iron.

From the corners of her lips, hair bun, forehead, eyelids, cheeks, ears, all the way to her neck.

Even though he was controlled by desire, he still wanted to be as gentle as possible to her.

Because Feng Xingying was the last person he wanted to hurt.

If it was someone else, he would rather kill him than release himself like this.

Little by little, Feng Xingying's body was also ignited.

The medicinal power of Huanyisan made her extremely sensitive.

Especially after the cloud cleared, looking at Qin Molin's enchanting and picturesque face, his focus, his emotion, and everything he did were all because of her.

This feeling also fascinated her.

He is getting hotter.

Surrounding her is his temperature.

She no longer felt that she was in an ice spring, but in a hot stream created for her by Qin Molin.

The comfortable feeling makes her emotional.

Huanyisan is pervasive.

It will magnify a person's senses and emotions more than a hundred times.

Just a little praise can make people feel uncontrollable.

What's more, in Feng Xingying's heart, he had already lived in his shadow at some point.

She likes his temperature, the feeling of being hugged by her, she likes everything about him, she can't help it.

Just like him, a person with strong self-control can only lose control and fall into oblivion only when facing Feng Xingying.

Little by little, his kisses licked Feng Xingying's neck, igniting the last bit of her reason.

Especially when she saw his sharp and thin lips gently biting open her drenched tulle skirt, the scene was even more difficult to control.

But Feng Xingying closed her eyes abruptly, took a deep breath, and the bitingly cold ice spring water entered her chest along the air.

Feng Xingying's skill was as fast as lightning, and a thin silver needle had been pierced into each of them.

Qin Molin's eyes gradually became clear.

From the alluring blood red to the deep and gloomy black.

He looked at her quietly, but he didn't withdraw his hand, still stuck in her black hair, supporting her small head.

In his eyes, there was a slight wound.

Feng Xingying also regained his clarity, his eyes were watery, but he didn't dare to look in Qin Molin's direction.

She knew he was angry.

Her rejection broke his heart.

He thought it was the same for her.

If he didn't say anything, she would understand.

But if she doesn't say it, does he understand?

He just looked at Feng Xingying so quietly, everything around him became dead silent, there was no sound of gurgling water, no cicadas and frogs, and even the sound of the wind had disappeared.

Yes, just the heartbeats of the two of them.

It was as if there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

He remained silent, still quietly watching Feng Xingying's dodging eyes.

"I'm sorry." Feng Xingying spoke first, she raised her head frankly, met his star-like eyes, and said calmly:
"I just don't want to hand over myself like this to you."

Qin Molin still looked at Feng Xingying and remained silent.

The inexplicable pressure made Feng Xingying's heart heavy, but she didn't dodge this time, and looked into his eyes quietly, calmly.

"Me too." He hooked his lips into a smile, and instantly melted all the ice and snow: "I never planned to use you to cure my demon blood."

Demon blood?

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Molin's frequent seizures turned out to be caused by demon blood.

Demon blood assisted cultivation was once a hot topic in Yunxi Continent, but it is a pity that no one who swallowed demon blood was spared in the end.

"I'll be fine."

"I won't let you down."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)