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

Jing Jiaren's whole body was soaked in sweat, and it would not do her any good to be stubborn.

While dancing, this bastard brushed his hands all over her body ambiguously...

Her breasts squeezed against his chest several times, and her thighs wrapped around his stalwart shoulders.

He took every advantage.

Jump down again...

Jing Jiaren just felt that her whole body was burning hot, and his hand seemed to have some kind of magical power, lighting a fire in her blood.

Especially the way he looked at her, his eyes tightened, as if he wanted to swallow her in one gulp at any time.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, the light of the beast in this man's eyes was too strong.

Just dancing, but the space is ambiguous.

Her breathing became heavier and heavier, her lips parted slightly, and she exhaled heavily.

Because the body really didn't maintain a high level of tension for such a long time, and continued to practice dance.

Jing Jiaren felt that the sound of her breathing seemed ambiguous and flirtatious.

"I won't dance with others, okay?"

She bit her lower lip lightly, but was finally defeated.

It's not physical strength, it's his lewd eyes interfering.

Ximen Longting smiled triumphantly: "Tell me that you will only dance with me in the future."

His accent on the word "jumping" is very heavy, and his eyes will change extremely when it is put on, as if saying: After talking about you, you can only have sex with me ~ love.

Jing Jiaren's cheeks became hot, and she stared at him embarrassedly.

Ximen Longting put her body close to her, supported her hip with one hand, and let her feet hang around his narrow waist.

Her privacy clings to his pride.

Damn, he was... hard?

Jing Jiaren stared at him in shock: "You!"

"Huh?" He dragged her hips and rubbed them up and down, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was sexy.

A current surged through her whole body...

"Okay, I'm only allowed to dance with you from now on. Is that okay!?"

Ximen Longting finally stopped, but kept this posture and did not let her go, full of evil: "Remember your promise, I hate people who don't keep their promises."

Jing Jiaren shouted in humiliation: "I will obey!"

She will immediately withdraw from the dance class in one fell swoop, and she will not lose face in the future...

She never wanted to have such close contact in her life.

"So cute." He said in a pampering tone as if praising a little pet.

The tutor turned off the music, and a group of students applauded in amazement, dancing so well.

Ximen Longting's arrogance is fully revealed during the dance, while Jing Jiaren is charming and charming...

The two dancing together is definitely a feast of beauty, people can't move their eyes, even forget to breathe.

Lei Dong's applause rang in Jing Jiaren's ears, she became bitter, what's there to applaud for?

"Aren't you going to let me go?"

"You're sweating all over..." He raised his eyebrows, "I'll take you to the bathroom."

"No, I'll go by myself!"

"I'll see you off." Ximen Longting insisted, and under the surprised eyes of the students in the room, he carried him away from the dance studio regardless of Jing Jiaren's resistance.

Jing Jiaren panicked, afraid that Ximen Longting was going to do something to her...

Because his place was completely against her, so hard as fire.

"Mengkui, save me!"

Jing Jiaren shouted to Meng Kui who was standing in the group of students. I don't know if she heard it, but Ximen Longting had already disappeared at the door with her in his arms.

Ximen Longting strode with his arms around her, supported her hip with one hand, and pressed her back with the other to prevent her from struggling.

"Listen, I'm wearing leggings, stay on top of me." He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of a bunch of kids!

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