Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Do tigers have hair on their butt?"

Ximen Longting: "..."

"I see, I'll pull one out." Jing Jiaren made a gesture to pull one out of his hair.

Ximen Longting held her in his arms, wanted to punish her but couldn't do anything, he was reluctant to beat her and scold her...typically holding her in his hands for fear of falling, holding her in his mouth for fear of melting.

In the end, he had to ravage her with his lips.

Ji Zihan has no news day by day...

But this does not hinder the happy life of Ximen Longting and Jing Jiaren.

They are prepared for the worst in each other's hearts, rushing to be happy every day, for fear of sudden changes.

Happiness came so late and so short, they all learned to cherish it.

The only thing that bothers Ximen Longting is Jing Jiaren's frigidity...

There are already a lot of books on various sex techniques in the house.

Ximen Longting would pick up a book to study when he had nothing to do, and read it carefully, as if he was overcoming some peerless problem.

I also bought some sex CDs and dragged Jing Jiaren to watch them together at night.

There are more and more food tricks these days.

Jing Jiaren had to admire the chef——

It is necessary to make dishes that stomach cancer and pregnant women can eat at the same time, and on this basis, add some medicinal materials that can help nourish the "essence" and store up energy.

"Ximen Longting, look, this book says... In order to protect the fetus, the relationship between husband and wife should be shortened as much as possible to reduce shocks." Jing Jiaren said sternly, "It is even more important to control the frequency."

Ximen Longting glanced at her coldly.

"Don't you think we're a little too frequent?"

He can't stop once he starts eating meat, and he has been in heat anytime and anywhere these days.

Ximen Longting said slowly and lazily: "I have a measure."

"It's that sentence again..."

"Jing Jiaren, I have read more skill books than you have eaten!" Ximen Longting said coldly, "If you are so worried about your child, I will use safer measures tonight."

So Jing Jiaren tasted the so-called insurance measures that night——

5 minutes of exercise, 2 minutes of rest.

There was an alarm clock next to Jing Jiaren's head...

As soon as the 5 minutes are up, they immediately jingle bells to tell them to stop.

The miracle is that Ximen Longting really seemed to press the pause button, even though he was extremely reluctant, he was able to stop on time, embrace her and chat with her...

Jing Jiaren: "..."

He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, adjusted the camera mode and faced him...

Ximen Longting's face became extremely fierce: "What are you doing?"

"I found that your expression of stopping and suffocating is very hurtful and incredible... I really want me to take a picture of it as a souvenir."

"Jing Jiaren," Ximen Longting gritted his teeth, "You've been getting more and more out of control recently."

"Let me take a picture, it's rest time anyway."

"No!"

"Take a picture? The way you bear the humiliation now is very heroic and handsome..."

"I can't tell!"

click...

Ximen Longting's expression was angry: "You really dare to shoot. Woman, you have the guts!!!"

The ear-shattering sound...

The poor mobile phone was caught by him and thrown out in a parabola, falling on the carpet.

When 2 minutes were up, Ximen Longting pressed the alarm clock and continued to exert his energy.

What could have been done in an hour has been extended to two hours...

But Ximen Longting's method seems to be somewhat useful.

After the end, Jing Jiaren's waist was not that tired, but Ximen Longting was sweating all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.