The clothes were torn in half, and they couldn't cover their bodies at all. This violent man!

She simply took it off and found a bathrobe to put on.

Simon Longting's coat is still on the chair, and he will definitely come back.

Jing Jiaren originally wanted to take the opportunity to sneak away, but when she opened the door, she saw a few standard entourages standing outside the door......

I had to close the door again.

The corners of his mouth pulled up a wry smile, how could a person like him give her a chance to escape?

He stopped at the most critical moment - it must have offended his masculine majesty! He, a proud and arrogant person, tasted defeat for the first time, so he left in anger?

Jing Jia couldn't help but walk to the terrace again and look at the light from the next room.

The sliding door to the terrace over there had been closed, so no more voices could be heard inside.

What is he doing now? Drunk? You should be asleep, right?

Would he miss her, just as she was thinking of him at the moment......

Jing Jiaren stood on the terrace for a while with the night breeze blowing, and suddenly woke up.

Jing Jiaren, you idiot! What is the use of standing here, what is the use of reminiscing about the past, what if he suddenly pulls open the door and sees her?

She hadn't sorted out her mess yet.

She went back to her room, closed the sliding door, and collapsed on the big bed, tossing and turning but unable to sleep.

reminisced about her and Shang Yanxuan's past like a movie in her mind......

At three o'clock in the evening, she still did not fall asleep, her mind was clear, and she could even hear the footsteps outside.

"Young Master." "Young master, you're back." ……

The entourage outside the door lowered their voices and greeted Ximen Longting.

Then there's the sound of the key card swiping open the door.

The door opened and closed softly, as if not wanting to wake the person on the bed, and she didn't even hear his footsteps.

Then, the bed shook slightly, and he lay down, and in an instant, she smelled alcohol.

He should have gone to the bar on the third floor of the hotel for a drink.

But apparently he wasn't drunk, otherwise he would have gone mad with a fuss.

He lay beside her, some distance away, and did not hold her in his arms as usual.

The smell of alcohol on his body seemed to bring his heat, and she didn't know that Weishenme, her attention would be on him.

She began to wonder if he weishenme lowered his voice, would he be afraid to wake her up? She thought that he would take possession of her by getting drunk, just like last time, and when she woke up the next day and pretended not to remember anything, she seduced him with a backbite!

But he didn't do anything......

Jing Jiaren wrinkled her eyebrows, unable to figure out what this man thought.

She didn't bother to think about him anymore......

The night was exceptionally silent and long.

Every breath he took interfered with her thoughts, she couldn't sleep, and her lower abdomen was faintly swollen.

She wanted to go to the bathroom, but she was afraid to make a noise to let him know that she was still awake.

endured for nearly half an hour.

He's so quiet and he's drunk again, he should have fallen asleep!?

Jing Jiaren finally couldn't help it, and stepped into bed lightly, trying not to make a sound.

After walking a few steps, I looked back at him uneasily.

In an instant, he met the blood-red eyes that had opened in the darkness.

Jing Jiaren was startled, so frightened that she took two steps back and knocked down the table lamp behind her.

The lamp fell onto the bedside table and brought the glass down...... Cracking sound!

"You ......," she stroked her chest, frightened, "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, it's scary!" ”