Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 290 Sheshengya 8: Hurt him
Feng Xingying stroked his chaotic thoughts, returned from the back mountain again, and immediately stared at Qin Molin.

Qin Molin no longer wanted to control his emotions, so he stretched out his hand and embraced the young man in front of him, his fiery lips swept over her face little by little, turning her little face into a delicate red.

Feng Xingying's red lips parted lightly, dyeing her ruddy apple face with a touch of temptation.

Her expression seemed to be inviting him.

Qin Molin didn't want to control his emotions any more, a surge of heat rushed into his mind, his heart was surging, and his mind was blank.

Familiar taste, familiar people, he will not admit mistakes!
This is the taste of Feng Xingying.

His lips tightly bit her lightly opened mouth.

"Ugh~~" She whimpered inarticulately, like a soft feather, gently brushing against his heart.

His heart also became soft with her, and his affection turned into this kiss.

His arms held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her soft body into his body domineeringly, and never separated again.

Her taste is familiar to the bone.

It doesn't matter if she's male or female, human or anything else.

As long as he holds her, touches her, and kisses her, he can be sure that it is her.

His kiss was like a jumping flame, igniting the flame in the hearts of both of them at the same time.

He has no spiritual power to control at this time, he just wants to be an ordinary man, desperate to have a good love with his beloved woman.

It is the best for her to see him for the rest of her life, nothing else matters.Could it be that Feng Xingying is the kind of person who is timid?

Looking at the man in front of her, his lips were carelessly placed on her neck, his face was more perfect than the sculptures portrayed by the most outstanding artists, as beautiful as a dream.

His arms are warm and strong, and the temperature of his whole body is the beauty that she is nostalgic for.

She closed her eyes, quietly responding to his enthusiasm with her body instinct.

At this time, the years are unknown.

A kiss from him seems to last forever.

"It's great that you're still alive." His voice was magnetically hoarse, and there was even a hint of panic.

Has she ever seen such a Leng Wang?

Was it because of her that he panicked?
Feng Xingying felt a sweetness in his heart, and then a burst of sadness.

"Qin Molin! You pervert! I'm a man!" Feng Xingying pushed him away with all his strength.

She was afraid, she was afraid that she would lose control of herself.

So she panicked and pushed him away.

Unexpectedly, with this move, she pushed Qin Molin far away, and hit the stone wall with a muffled sound.

"Qin Molin, what's wrong with you?" Feng Xingying finally realized that Qin Molin was much more fragile than usual.

How could he fall down as soon as he was pushed like an ordinary person?
"Pfft~!" Qin Molin spat out a mouthful of blood, and the ink-colored skirt was stained dark red by his blood.

"Where's your spiritual power?" Feng Xingying immediately thought he would stop the bleeding, and stuffed another pill into his mouth.

"This is the realm of forbidden spirits." Qin Molin looked helpless.

Only then did Feng Xingying remember what the master said, "Your senior sister's territory is your territory. If someone bullies you, come here. Even if you are the king of Ling, you can walk around like a dog."

It turned out that it was the realm of forbidden spirits.

Moreover, it is a realm of forbidden spirits that can cheat. This realm can only confine the spiritual power of outsiders, but it cannot confine Feng Xingying, who is judged to be the master.

(End of this chapter)