The genius remembers "love? Say →" in one second,

He gave up his spiritual power and gave up everything, just like an ordinary person, using the most primitive way of communication between men and women, communicated with her in-depth. [Love↑↑△Xiao↓△Netqu]

When the bodies were linked together, he could feel the same enthusiasm in her heart.

This little bit of enthusiasm had the momentum of prairie fire, which made the fire in his chest even more intense.

He felt his body like a piece of hot iron baked in a volcano, and only her cold jade bones were the destination he wanted most.

After dying, they forgot the time and the place, only each other was left in their eyes.

Even, they are no longer willing to look at it with their eyes, and the tightly connected bodies can replace all vision and language.

He heard the desire and encouragement for him in her heart, he heard the satisfaction of her under him, and he heard her body, like a flower blooming sound.

This made his heart full of satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.

Every time she couldn't help but make a contribution to her, she was all thanks to her.

It was him who set her on fire.

What he brought her was happiness, not pain.

This is what he wants to give Feng Xingying.

At this time, I wish you forever.

If you can't, you will be satisfied for a moment.

He no longer tried to imprison her, because the imprisoned Feng Xingying was not so vivid.

He just hated that he understood too late.

When the love reaches the depths, it will be released naturally.

This feeling is like the rising sun and setting moon, the stars are running according to the established trajectory, and the beauty of nature and the sky are presented in front of them.

A palm-sized star stone floated above each of them, with the star seal showing a warm and dazzling red color, and Qin Molin's showing a rich ink color.

Qin Molin grabbed it casually and wore two clothes on himself and Feng Xingying, covering all the spring scenery.

At this time, all the love valleys had been erased between them. The two looked up tacitly, feeling the mutual attraction and rotation of the star stones.

As the star stone was traction and rotation, a door opened with a creaking sound.

Ancient voices came from the door:

"Hehuan Palace has finally welcomed its new owner."

At this time, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin also calmed down and looked at the door ahead quietly.

The door is open, but the world inside the door is unknown.

Feng Xingying suddenly shook her head: "I can't accept the inheritance of Hehuan Palace, I can't be sorry for my master."

"Okay." Qin Molin nodded.

The two of them actually joined hands and left step by step in the opposite direction.

The star stone above their heads finally gradually calmed down and returned to their bodies.

Apart from Feng Xingying's pink and tender blushing like spring tide on her face, the two were no different from when they came.

When he arrived at the gate that was closed tightly at the entrance, Qin Molin even attacked with great force.

The door suddenly opened and a purple figure suddenly entered.

The door is closed again.

Feng Xingying looked at the person in front of her curiously, her eyes full of fighting spirit, but without any fear.

The man just glanced at Feng Xingying and didn't look at her again.

It’s not disdain, but it’s more like hiding from something.

Feng Xingying was sure she didn't know him, but why did he deliberately avoid her?

"You're enough." Qin Molin's tone was very unkind.

"Why?" The man in purple locked his eyes on Qin Molin: "How many people are looking for the inheritance that they cannot afford, but you still refuse to ask for?"

"Thank you for your hospitality, but I'm sorry." Feng Xingying bowed politely.

The man in purple did not want to be treated as Feng Xingying's etiquette. He suddenly floated to the other side like a ghost, but still locked in Qin Molin. Reading, a better reading experience.
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