Jing Jiaren suddenly looked at the hanging painting on the other side of the bed: "Okay, never see you." ”

The demon and the angel are naked and stacked on top of each other, as if they were one, and the black and white feathers are grandly spread out and fluttering.

He stabbed her in the back, and she put her hand around his neck as she stabbed him......

A sharp knife stabbed through her hand and into his body.

Ironically, the lower bodies of the two are closely connected.

This is the aiqing of demons and angels, who love each other deeply and have to hurt each other because of fate.

Jing Jiaren smiled unconsciously......

It was as if the angel's face had become hers, and the demon's face had been Simon Dragon's.

They hurt each other, and when she hurt him, she would pierce herself first.

Leng Lintian also squinted slightly and looked at the painting: "What, do you like this painting?" ”

"It's nothing, let's go."

The demon's blood-red eyes suddenly glowed.

Ximen Longting leaned on the black swivel chair and looked at a whole wall of screens, where Jing Jia and Leng Lintian's every move was played.

He's like a voyeur.

These days, as long as it's okay, I want to open it and see what this woman is doing!

Clutching the remote control tightly, watching every moment of their intimacy.

How dare they sleep in the same room!

Fortunately, the sofa where Jing Jiaren slept ......

Every time Leng Lintian called her wife, it was like a thorn piercing his body.

On the screen, Leng Lintian kissed Jing Jiaren's face:

[If my mother-in-law's condition is better, I will never zaijian him. 】

[Okay, never see.] 】

Jing Jiaren suddenly looked back at the screen.

The two looked at each other through the glass screen.

Ximen Longying grabbed the remote control at hand and smashed it on the ground......

Immediately afterwards, a drinking glass, a book, a tea set.

Everything that can be thrown is used as vent.

[No, I will pinch one out for your wife. 】

What do you mean? 】

[Plastic surgery. 】

Ximen Longting stood up coldly, he was bound to come back and beg her for Jing Jiaren in the past few days. She has always been a selfish species, racking her brains for her own benefit.

However, what he was waiting for was her waiting for Leng Lintian at the bedside.

What she was waiting for was her Zuihou and Leng Lintian's merciless parting.

All his hatred stems from the fact that he once loved too much.

He couldn't let go of that complicated emotion. He wanted to let her go, and he ordered himself to let her go!

The room was covered in darkness, and Simon Longting walked to the window and pulled open the curtains vigorously.

The sunlight suddenly came in, and he was not used to the light after being in the dark for a long time, and his eyes narrowed......

Then, I saw Jing Jia and Leng Lintian walking out of the castle.

His arm was on her shoulder, and he was followed by a group of bodyguards, naturally the person sent by Master Simon to escort them to the airport.

And in another window, Ximen Ryuzakura clasped his hands to his chest and squinted viciously.

How could she let Jing Jiaren leave unharmed, she had already sent someone to follow, looking for the most appropriate time to start.

The sudden fall of the crystal lamp was thoroughly investigated by Master Simon......

However, Ximen Longying had already made all preparations, so that the crystal lamp was detected as a fall in disrepair, and there was no way to find out.

Jing Jiaren seemed to sense his gaze, but she straightened her back and told herself that she couldn't turn back.

The bodyguard pulls the car door.

Jing Jiaren's figure paused for a moment before getting into the car, but soon she got into the car without hesitation.

When she left, she was always like this, and she never looked back.