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

Ximen Long covered her body, and his breathing began to deepen:

"The skirt is too close, I'm afraid it will tear you!"

very comfortable answer...

Every word of Ximen Longting is the most beautiful love words in the world.

But the strange thing is, every time it comes out of his mouth, it doesn't feel nasty, and it's full of domineering.

Jing Jiaren put her fingers on his hair to straighten it out, and saw that his breathing became heavier and more turbid.

It was rare for her to tease him: "Do you want me to help?"

"quick!"

Jing Jiaren touched her waist with her hand. The zipper design was indeed very concealed. She had been looking for it for a long time when she wanted to wear it.

As soon as the skirt retreated, it was caught by Ximen Longting in his hand. He pulled it hard a few times, the quality was quite good, the fabric was thick, and he couldn't tear it apart for a while.

"It's all taken off, you still tear it?"

"How dare you wear the clothes that other men bought for you!? I didn't like it a long time ago, and I wanted to tear it up for a long time!"

In the hotel restaurant this morning, he wanted to do it.When you see the tag, you know it's a brand Jing Jiaren can't afford!

"How long are you going to compete with a skirt? Pay attention to the key points?" Jing Jiaren blew in his ear.

Ximen Longting immediately crumpled up the skirt and threw it far away...

"Lady, here comes the important point..."

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Jing Jiaren's eyes were slightly blurred, looking at the intricately patterned ceiling and the man's weight on her body, she thought she was used to it.

I used to feel heavy, but now that he leaves her, it will be like losing the entire city.

Deep and shallow penetration is his usual rhythm.

Jing Jiaren hugged his shoulders tightly, and sometimes the two of them would stick their lips together and kiss each other tightly.

Jing Jiaren's long hair was scattered on the big snow-white pillow, her long eyelashes were like wings, and her delicate facial features looked particularly sultry in her lust.

The long hair slipped between his fingers and was kissed by his lips.

Jing Jiaren's body trembled, and she was getting better.

Suddenly, the sense of rhythm disappeared, and Ximen Longting suddenly stopped, staring deeply at her without moving.

Jing Jiaren opened her blurred eyes and moved uneasily.

"Jing Jiaren," his voice was especially hoarse during this period, "did you have anything last night?"

It turned out that he deliberately paused at this time to force her to tell the truth.

"What do you think? Uh..."

"I ask you, is there any?"

He is also very narrow-minded about the question he cares about the most, and he has never forgotten it until now.

Jing Jiaren raised her head with a smile, and pecked him on the lips: "Whether you have sex with them, I have it... We are the same."

The eyes of the two collided in the air, and they smiled tacitly for the first time.

"Hey, this is your reward."

Ximen Longting's eyes are as red as flames burning and jumping, and he caresses at an accelerated speed.

She had tasted the sweetness first, but he hadn't.

Ximen Longting hugged her and sat up, put her on the pillow, put it on the table, or let her kneel beside the bed, playing with it in every possible way.

I have to say that the boss of Ximen, who is a beast, is really a beast.

However, Ximen Longting achieved the effect he wanted to sweat, his whole body was dripping with sweat, and even the sheets were wet in his throat.

"Ximen Longting, you didn't sleep last night, go to sleep for a while." She leaned on her right arm and said while stroking his sweaty hair.

Seeing him yawn for the third time, he struggled to sleep.

He is really sleepy...

Ximen Longting's eyes were bloodshot due to sleepiness, probably the medicine had taken effect, and he was also exhausted from exercising.