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

The servants had seen this kind of scene before, but they were still amazed by this kind of fragrance and excitement.

On the contrary, Wilson and his entourage seemed to be accustomed to it, and they didn't think it was abnormal at all.

Jing Jiaren really didn't expect that with just a kiss, Ximen Longting created an ambiguous atmosphere and brought out the eroticism to the fullest.

After a kiss, she took a deep breath.

Ximen Longting smiled, put his index finger on her chin and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

Bitch~ people!

Jing Jiaren squeezed her fist: "No, I'll just feed you."

She wanted to stuff the whole bowl in his mouth, or smash his brains out!

He smiled proudly: "If you don't restrain your temper, I will make you suffer even more. For example——"

The button of her clothes was undid at some point, and he just put his palm in it silently.

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Jing Jiaren grabbed his wrist firmly: "Bastard, what do you want to do!"

"You don't need me to teach you what to do next?"

Jing Jiaren couldn't take his hand away, the strong and dangerous message in his eyes was telling her that if she was rebellious again, he would definitely do what he said, so he wanted her here.

Jing Jiaren endured her temper, brought soup and fed him a sip with a spoon.

The corner of Ximen Longting's eyes twitched, he pulled out his hand, and helped her fasten the buttons leisurely.

"Couldn't it be better for you to just do it obediently?"

"..."

"Continue to feed."

She swears that she will definitely make him look good.

After a bowl of soup was finally fed, Ximen Longting still couldn't get enough of it.In fact, he was completely sober when he kissed Jing Jiaren, but he just enjoyed teasing her.

"I've finished feeding you, can you let me go now?" Jing Jiaren pressed her voice and turned her face away, trying to put a distance between them.

But the man's palm was pressing on her waist, just to let her cling to him.

Pure masculine breath wafted in front of her nose, and she had been forced to sit on his lap!

"Put me down!" she repeated.

"I'm hungry." There was an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jing Huatian, who had been petrified all this time, came to his senses: "I'll ask my servants to cook food right away, what would Master Xi want to eat?"

"I want to eat what you made."

Jing Jiaren: "Dream!"

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened, and he leaned over to bite her ear and lick her earlobe.

The man's strong body pressed against her.

Somewhere hard and hot, ready to go...

Jing Jiaren was taken aback, because she was sitting on his lap, this position was more convenient for him to rub her humiliatingly.

Huge shame spread all over her body. She wanted to hit him, but he had planned to cut her hand behind her back.

"How long has it been since we did it?" He said the shameless words, completely disregarding that this was a public place.

"..."

"I miss you so much... I really want to taste you."

"shut up!"

"The shy look is also very charming, and it arouses my desire even more." One hand has already begun to unbutton her, "Don't worry, you will enjoy yourself very much."

His fingers were not idle when he spoke obscene words.

One, two, three...

A small part of the black lace bodice was exposed, and the fair neck and delicate collarbone made people's blood spurt.

The servant turned his face away consciously, Jing Huatian also turned around in embarrassment, wanting to evacuate the people in this room.