Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 714 Qin Molin's Experience 4: Accompany him

Feng Xingying couldn't help poking Qin Molin's cheek.

Who knew that the young Qin Molin would know the tricks: "You and I have a physical relationship, so you must be my wife!"

"Hey?"

Feng Xingying was completely dizzy, what's wrong?
She obviously wanted to moles the boy, but why did she become molested instead?
Life is nothing more than molesting or being anti-molested.

Feng Xingying couldn't help but nodded solemnly:
"This is called skin-to-skin kissing? Then let me ask you, did you put me in the pool yesterday?"

"Yes, there is a hot spring, not a pool." Qin Molin corrected solemnly.

"You took off my clothes?"

"Ah."

"Oh, then you already have skin-to-skin relationship with me, you should be responsible to me." Feng Xingying nodded.

"But I closed my eyes." Qin Molin quit.

"Anyway, you took off my clothes, you have to be responsible."

"Then let's worship now."

"No, I don't play house with children, you wait until you are 16, and then marry me."

"Okay, it's a deal." Qin Molin left without changing the red decoration of the cabin.

Feng Xingying silently followed behind her.

When Qin Molin was ready to practice in the wide backyard, he said, "This is where I practice. I don't allow anyone to come near. Since you are my child bride, I will reluctantly let you see it."

"Well, hurry up, I'm still waiting for you to cook tomorrow's lunch."

"Okay, women are really troublesome." Qin Molin muttered in disgust, and began to enter the state of cultivation.

Feng Xingying also entered the cultivation state at the same time.

Although he and her have no physical contact, but under the same world and the same mind, their spiritual power unconsciously pulls each other.

Especially when the stars are densely covered at night, a rotating star stone floats above their heads, and the breath on the star stone attracts each other.

After one night, Feng Xingying felt that Qin Molin seemed to have grown a lot taller than the day before.

Could it be, a day a year?
Qin Molin's life was very boring. He didn't sleep or rest, and spent almost twelve hours a day practicing.

It was only in the evening that he would look at Feng Xingying with disgust, and then consciously go back to their small red courtyard to cook.

His cooking skills are limited to making porridge and stewing soup, and he knows nothing else.

But Qin Molin is the kind of person who can master it quickly once he learns it.

At least Qin Molin's soup has almost caught up with Ruxiang's level.

Three days later.

Qin Molin had already grown to be as tall as Feng Xingying, and his appearance was even more handsome.

Feng Xingying did the math, he should be 12 years old now.

Feng Xingying herself is actually not yet 16 years old.

Of course, for three days, they got along day and night, and they were already acquaintances.

Feng Xingying sat by the stove to help him add firewood, and asked curiously by the way:
"You grow up so big, are you all alone?"

"Yes." Qin Molin no longer rejected Feng Xingying so much.

"Then don't you feel lonely and miss your parents?"

"I don't have parents." Qin Molin shook his head: "In my world, I am the only one, and I can only fight for what I want.

I don't need company. "

"Really? Then I'll go first." Feng Xingying made a gesture to leave.

Qin Molin grabbed her wrist.

There was a burning loneliness in his eyes.

Although he didn't say a word, the meaning of retaining it was obvious.

(End of this chapter)