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

Ximen Longting pinched her chin and kissed her on the forehead: "What else should I do with you?"

"Perfunctory."

Ximen Longting pressed the buttons on the phone screen and led a group of soldiers to charge forward. He has never been a man who likes to play games.

Jing Jiaren looked at her phone for a while, and wanted to take off Ximen Longting's glasses.

He pressed her hand: "don't make trouble."

"You are very wrong today."

"What should I do right?" Mingming was talking to her, but he wasn't looking at her.

Jing Jiaren poked one hand through Ximen Longting's shirt, stroked him gently through the rough gauze, slid down, and stroked back and forth along the muscle texture of his abdomen.

It's a miracle that Ximen Longting rarely sits still like a mountain.

Jing Jiaren touched up and down for a while, and seeing him so calm, she felt something was wrong.

He is a big-tailed wolf who thinks about bad things every second, and now he has no thoughts at all?

Jing Jiaren untied the bar, grabbed one of his hands, poked in through the pendant, and placed it on her softness.

Ximen Longting's breathing froze for a moment, as if some kind of magic power was attracting him, making him knead her uncontrollably.

Jing Jiaren laughed: "Didn't you bear it just now?"

Ximen Longting turned off the phone, shifted his gaze to her face, and bit her lips fiercely: "Jing Jiaren, you damn woman!"

His panting breath quickly melted into the grinding of each other's lips and teeth.

Ximen Longting fumbled for the zipper on her back, tore off her skirt, and carried her to the bed.

Soon his strong body covered her and spread her legs without a trace of hesitation.

……

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes in Ximen Longting's hot embrace, and smoothed his sweat-soaked hair with her fingers, as if lying on the shore and being washed by waves, her hair was as wet and limp as water plants.

Jing Jiaren's hand was stained with his sweat, and she put it to her lips, it was salty.

Ximen Longting turned over and pressed her under him, opened his scarlet eyes: "Are you awake?"

The male voice is hoarse, with the laziness of just waking up.

Jing Jiaren smiled and kissed his chin. Once he indulged, he would be domineering and wild.

"It seems that you didn't get tired last night, and you still have so much energy?" Ximen Longting stared at her closely, and his voice became hoarse.

"Ximen Longting, you are really busy with me." Jing Jiaren restrained her smile, "Even in bed, your behavior is not normal."

Ximen Longting buried his head in the hollow of her shoulder, sniffing her breath.

Her fluffy long hair covered the snow-white pillow, and she clasped his head with one hand: "Speak?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Usually you will tell the truth in bed, no matter what I ask you, you will tell the truth."

"..."

"But last night, I asked you nothing and you didn't answer."

It's unbelievable that Ximen Longting has always been a fine-witted worm, and he loses his rationality at all - but he was very calm last night, and he was not taken away by her, unless he restrained himself.

The weight on his body disappeared, Ximen Longting turned over and sat beside her, his wild body fell, he opened a tin cigarette case from the bed cabinet, and lit a cigarette.

"You smoke again!"

"It's for smoking cessation."

Jing Jiaren got up and nestled into his arms, holding Ximen Longting's face in both hands: "Are you really cruel this time?"

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