Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 209 Soul Realm, Be Presumptuous 1
In front of Feng Xingying, he is not the aloof Tongtian Pavilion Master, he is just a young man caught in the mist of love.

He was afraid of her uncertainty.

Fortunately, Feng Xingying's behavior made a stone fall from his heart.

But Feng Xingying's current appearance made him feel extremely distressed.

"It's cheap for them!" Qin Molin put his arms around Feng Xingying with a vicious look on his face, helped her sit down, and leaned her soft body against him.

"Don't be afraid, I will be with you and always be with you. Next time, I won't be late."

"Yeah." Feng Xingying was a little confused, but refused to leave.

Her soul power is extremely unstable due to the influence of the soul fruit, and it is already difficult to sustain it any longer.

But she just stubbornly refused to leave, the medicine will last longer only if she lasts longer.

Once she leaves this soul realm, after a life and death experience, the medicinal power of the soul fruit will be abolished.

Especially when she saw his familiar face, she felt more at ease.

Qin Molin distressedly wiped the blood on Feng Xingying's face with his slender, jade-white fingers.

His fingers were soon stained with a flirtatious red.

His eyes were full of pity.

He wished he could bear all this for her.

"If I had made up my mind earlier, if I had given up all worries to accompany you in, you would not have been bullied.

It was my fault, it was all my fault. "Qin Molin's clearly pleasant voice was choked with pain.

He empathized with her pain and felt anxious.

He wanted to bear all this for her, he wanted to spoil her to heaven and let her wanton by his side.

But he brought her into this painful illusion, and made her almost be bullied.

Feng Xingying never let her down.

He knew she was strong, stronger than he had seen.

But she was so fragile, as if she could be crushed with force, which made him feel so distressed that he didn't dare to move rashly.

His hand brushed her cheek little by little.

From the corners of the eyes to the tip of the nose, from the ears to the soft lips, from the hair to the delicate neck.

His hands were stained with blood, and his fingertips were stained with her temperature.

Qin Molin's body became hot uncontrollably.

His eyes stared scorchingly at her face.

He held her little head pityingly, and his fiery lips fell on her smooth and jade-like forehead.

Her cold temperature made him nostalgic.

His lips slid down little by little, and slipped off her eyelids little by little.

His breath was wet and hot on her cheek.

Feng Xingying just couldn't move, but her senses were more sensitive.

She could feel everything he did.

Through his careful movements, she could also feel the heat in his heart.

His heart for her will not be fake.

Feng Xingying was even a little scared.

She was not ready for such an emotion.

If he is just Leng Wang, she can still look forward to something, looking forward to growing old hand in hand with him, hoping that he can accept her concept, a couple for life.

But he is the aloof Master of Tongtian Pavilion, she is too far away from his world.

She didn't know if he would need to marry, or even have many women, this was the most intolerable thing for Feng Xingying.

She also doesn't want to be his accessory, Feng Xingying admits that she is not that great, for her love, she can't sacrifice anything, such as freedom, such as dignity.

But here is the soul realm, if they are destined to have no results, can they forget their feelings here once?
When his hot and moist lips touched her cold soft lips, Feng Xingying's body couldn't help trembling slightly.

This time, she didn't dodge, but opened her lips lightly, actively welcoming his arrival.

(End of this chapter)