Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 895 Counterattack 2
For example, a small prince of the Dali Kingdom can support seven side concubines and dozens of beautiful maidservants, and those from hidden families live a life of extravagance and lust.

Not to mention the most honorable Tongtian Pavilion Master in the entire continent?His existence is more noble than the emperor, and there are bound to be many women like Ling Chuxue who don't want status, just stay by his side.

And 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.

In that way, once he gets sick, 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 came to Fan-shaped Island alone, to escape and also to smooth out her knots.

Qin Molin didn't know Feng Xingying's thoughts, he only made a special trip to find her when she was mad at Ling Chuxue.

Fortunately, he came, otherwise, if Feng Xingying in this state was picked up by others, the consequences would be disastrous.

Qin Molin's confidence in Feng Xingying was also greatly reduced because he cared.

Could Feng Xingying's concentration be controlled by ordinary medicine?If she hadn't met him, Qin Molin, how could she have become like this?
If it were another person, Feng Xingying would definitely enter his own space and torture his body with extreme ice.

But now, she doesn't want to think so much, and she doesn't want to control herself, she feels a little bit of letting herself go.

Feng Xingying's little hands began to pick at Qin Molin's clothes restlessly, obviously thinking that those clothes were in the way.

"Ancient costumes are so annoying! Why is it so difficult to take off?" Feng Xingying cried angrily.

Modern clothes are made of light and thin fabrics and simple structures. Once you pull and pull, you can almost meet each other honestly.

But Qin Molin's clothes are made of top-quality silk that is difficult to cut easily with a sword, and the structure of his clothes is so complicated that he can't take them off at all!
"Why do you take off mine so fast, I can't take off yours!" Feng Xingying's face was flushed, and there was still a cute willfulness on her face.

Qin Molin chuckled, and finally couldn't hold it back. Before she cried stupidly, he waved his hand and took off all the clothes on the two of them.

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

"Hmph. Don't think I can't!" Feng Xingying was provoked, and with great fighting spirit, he rushed forward.

Spring, in old dreams.

One night, no sleep.

When Feng Xingying woke up from sleep, she still remembered her madness last night.

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

But she is so active, really shy.

Feng Xingying covered her face under the quilt, a little afraid to face Qin Molin.

Fortunately, Qin Molin seemed to know that Feng Xingying was shy, as if suffering from amnesia, she was dressed in a neat black robe, and lifted her quilt with a dignified and elegant face:

"Didn't you just want to drink? I prepared fruit wine for you."

"Oh." Feng Xingying peeked at him out of the corner of his eye, and found that there was nothing unusual about him, so he obediently got up and followed him to the dinner table.

The dining table is in the yard and can be exposed to the sun.

The morning sun shines on the face with a slight warmth that is not aggressive, making it very comfortable.

Qin Molin's breath was clean but mellow, and it smelled very pleasant.

He makes breakfast, like his people, to perfection.

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

The translucent white crystal cup, the amber wine, shone with charming colors through the sunlight.

Feng Xingying couldn't help but licked her tongue before she could even enter the mouth.

It seems that it looks very good.

(End of this chapter)