Just say that a small prince of Dali Kingdom can raise seven concubines, dozens of beautiful maids, and those from secret families live a life of extravagance and lewdness.

What's more, the most noble Lord of Tongtian Pavilion in the entire Great Six? His existence is more noble than the emperor, and there are many women who are destined to be like Ling Chuxue, not having a reputation, just stay by his side.

Qin Molin's demon blood, the best way to detoxify is actually a woman, which is why his mother always wants Ling Chuxue to stay by his side.

That way, once he is ill, he can detoxify at any time, which is the most selfish and correct way.

But this is not the life Feng Xingying wants.

That's why she ran to Fanshi Island alone to escape and wanted to use this to sort out her knot in her heart.

Qin Molin didn't know Feng Xingying's idea. He only came to find her if she was angry by Ling Chuxue.

Fortunately, he is here, otherwise if Feng Xingying in this state is picked up by someone else, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Because Qin Molin cared, his confidence in Feng Xingying was greatly reduced.

How could Feng Xingying's concentration be controlled by ordinary drugs? If she hadn't met him, Qin Molin, how could she become like this?

If it were another person, Feng Xingying would definitely enter his own space and torture his body with the ultimate ice seal.

But now, she doesn't want to think so much, doesn't want to control herself, and she feels like she letting herself go.

Feng Xingying's little hands began to strip Qin Molin's clothes restlessly, obviously because they felt that the clothes were in the way.

"It's so annoying in ancient costumes! Why is it so difficult to take off?" Feng Xingying cried out in anger.

Modern clothes have thin fabrics and simple structures. When you pull and pull, you can almost meet with each other honestly.

But Qin Molin's fabric is the best silk that can be easily cut off even if it is a sword. The clothes are complex and cannot be taken off at all!

"Why can't I take off my body so quickly?" Feng Xingying's face was flushed, and her face was full of cute willfulness.

Qin Molin chuckled and finally couldn't help it. Before she was foolishly crying, she waved her hand and took off all the clothes on both of them.

He whispered in her ear: "I'm waiting for you."

"Hmph. Don't think I can't!" Feng Xingying was provoked, and he was very determined to fight and rushed forward.

Spring scenery, in old dreams.

One night, sleepless.

When Feng Xingying woke up, he still remembered his madness last night.

Because he wasn't drunk, he was just drugged.

But she is so proactive, she is really shy.

Feng Xingying covered her face in the quilt and was a little afraid to face Qin Molin.

Fortunately, Qin Molin seemed to know that Feng Xingying was shy, as if she had amnesia, wearing a neat black robe and lifting her quilt with a noble and elegant look:

"Aren't you trying to drink? I've prepared fruit wine for you."

"Oh." Feng Xingying looked at him secretly from the corner of her eyes, and found that he was not very strange, so she stood up obediently and went to the dining table with him.

The dining table is in the yard and you can bask in the sun.

The morning sun shines on your face with a slightly unaggressive warmth, which makes you feel comfortable.

Qin Molin's breath is clean but mellow, and it smells very comfortable.

The breakfast he made, like his people, was perfect.

But today, I made a special trip to prepare an extra glass of fruit wine for Feng Xingying.

The translucent white crystal cup, amber wine, shines with sunlight and charming colors.

Before he could even get in, Feng Xingying couldn't help but lick his tongue.

It seems, it looks very good.
Chapter completed!