Chapter 536: Hot spring, wake 2

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On the lips, there was a fine warmth, a soft and familiar touch, which made Feng Xingying's weak, cold body find a touch of warmth.
Her heart beats uncontrollably.
Feng Xingying was inexplicably excited.
As long as her heart is beating, she is still alive.
She always can't let go.
It was only after the heart beat that she drew frozen blood all over her, causing pain.
She was so hurt that every breath and every heartbeat was fatal pain.
Feng Xingying didn't care, all the pain couldn't catch up, the warmth between the lips and teeth.
Her eyes were tightly closed, but she could sense the picture in front of her.
The handsome and unparalleled man, like the prince in a fairy tale, gloomed at his bewildered face.
The thin, angular lips cover the bloodlines of Feng Xingying's five senses.
His lips were hot, and he wiped the blood on her face carefully.
Their bodies were immersed together in a hot spring.
The temperature in the water, which has reached at least 80 degrees, is no longer warm but hot.
Such a temperature is hard for most people to bear.
But Qin Molin's body is not afraid of flames. How could he be afraid of this temperature?
The thin layer of ice on Feng Xingying's body surface is caused by the extreme mysterious ice body transformed from Jiuyin Juemai.
How can it hurt her at such a temperature that it can't even break the thin ice on its surface?
Only, the ice on Feng Xingying's face was melted a little by Qin Molin's hot lips.
In this process, her biting coldness brought him coldness, coldness and despair straight into her heart.
"Feng Xingying, how can you be so cruel? It turns out you really don't want to be responsible to me."
Qin Molin's voice was dumb and magnetic, with an indelible sorrow.
Like an abandoned child, his sky is also full of gray magpies.
She is the cold, cold heart he can touch, but it can dispel all the hot restlessness and haze.
Looking at such a Feng Xingying, he no longer suppressed his emotions.
The dexterous tongue, like a bridge, conveyed to her all his anxiety and all his blaze.
This time, Feng Xingying's heart was very quiet. He didn't want to see anything.
She couldn't see his arrogance, he couldn't see his beautiful obsession, he couldn't see his love.
She couldn't smell the faint smell and burning scent that he was familiar with.
Because of her five senses, they are all on strike.
This time, Feng Xingying really played himself miserably.
Feng Xingying now has only feelings, feelings from the soul.
She doesn't even have to think about who she is or who he is. You don't need to care about morality, you don't need to care about worldliness.
She likes to be kissed and loved by him so much.
She wants more.
She wanted to respond to him.
But Feng Xingying still can't do it.
She could only unilaterally feel his deeper affection and fiery.
His body, like a burning fire, kept increasing the temperature of a pool of hot springs just to ignite Feng Xingying's icy ice.
He translated all heartaches, all depressions, into body language.
Feng Xingying's heart began to beat slowly.
She knew that her heart was beating for him.
She is also looking forward to it, looking forward to his further development.
She felt her cold body soothed by the burning fire, and every pore began to melt.
Feeling his tenderness and domineering.
Feng Xingying suddenly realized.