Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 357 Farewell 1
"Ah……"

Feng Xingying sneered: "Don't use this kind of excuse to lie to a three-year-old kid. I don't have the obligation to help you. I'll leave first. If you want to convince him, you'd better tell the truth."

Feng Xingying turned around and left.

There was a clear look on the man's face.

Although Feng Xingying said he wouldn't help him, he mentioned the most crucial point.

Next, he knew what to do.

……

Feng Xingying had just returned to the Royal Academy, sat down in her own courtyard, picked up the long-lost Ruexiang brand food with chopsticks, and a certain person was ushered in.

"Are you leaving?" Feng Xingying had already guessed that he would leave.

His heart is not as cold as those people imagined.

"En." Qin Molin hesitated to speak, staring at Feng Xingying's bright lips, the atmosphere was strangely hot.

He obviously didn't come here... No matter how he saw her, he would be inexplicably unable to control himself.

"Do you want to give it away?" Feng Xingying frowned, and a smile overflowed from the corner of her lips.

"Yes." He nodded: "It's best to take me home."

Feng Xingying gave him a big white eye: "Go well, don't send it off."

Feng Xingying was self-aware that she, a newly advanced spiritual master, was not comparable to any of the guards in Qin Molin's family, such as Qin Shishi, not even the servant who knelt and begged at Qin Molin's feet.

With her strength, is she going to be his burden?Or to be looked down upon?
She was afraid that she would not be able to bear Feng Xingying's short temper.

He took a deep look at her, without her explaining, he already understood.

It was as if she was him in the past, and her thoughts and pride were all experienced by him.

A gust of wind blew by, spilling a blush.

A few tender petals landed on Feng Xingying's temples, adding a touch of glamor to her long, pitch-black hair.

He looked at her, just wanting to engrave her at this moment in his heart.

Feng Xingying pursed her lips, but there was no smile on her face.She just looked at him, forcibly suppressing the little emotions in her heart.

Qin Molin could no longer control his heart, he stretched out his hand domineeringly, and pulled her into his arms.

Her little head hit his chin, but he didn't feel any pain, he just felt a kind of unbearable pain.

He suppressed the fire in his heart as much as possible, and held her face gently as much as possible.

His pupils were dark and deep, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

Feng Xingying actually forgot to escape, and just quietly looked at the man in front of him.

His face was already so familiar, but every time he looked at it, he would still be amazed.Under his thick black eyebrows, the eyelash feathers are like two small fans, they are obviously just there quietly, but they can move people's hearts.

His pupils are dark and deep, as if they contain all the stars and stars, and people can't help but sink into them.

His sharp-edged cheeks, like beautiful jade carved by a knife, are exquisite and moist, especially those thin lips, exuding seductive heat, tempting people to approach and pick them.

Feng Xingying is obviously a person with high self-control, but it is inevitable that he will be seduced by him like this, and his body twists lightly impatiently.

He could clearly feel every inch of her changes, from her eyes to her body temperature, to the blush creeping up on her cheeks.

Qin Molin was very satisfied with successfully charming Feng Xingying.

He whispered in her ear: "Are you still satisfied?"

"What?" Feng Xingying turned away in embarrassment.

"The king said, you are allowed to look, you don't need to peek." He whispered in her ear, his voice was gentle and low, with a hint of depression.

(End of this chapter)