What he did, Jing Jiaren endured it, after all, he made her very comfortable, and she didn't want him to stop......

What's going on with your body? Since when did I become so attached to him and longed for him. With the strength of the wine, she also completely let go of Zuihou's reserve.

As a result, Simon Longting played up, picked up a DV rack and put it on the edge of the bed, adjusted the angle, just enough to illuminate the whole big bed, and pressed the video button.

Jing Jiaren frowned: "What are you doing......"

Simon Longting turned his face.

Jing Jiaren pretended to have just sobered up: "Why am I here?" ”

Simon Longting smiled evilly, pressed his body, and licked her earlobe ambiguously: "It's only sobered up now, aren't you too late?" ”

Jing Jiaren: "......"

"We've tried the best poses," he playfully said, "and I like your enthusiasm tonight." ”

Jing Jiaren's body was stunned, this bastard, he really knew that she was pretending to be drunk, so he ......

Her cheeks immediately flushed with anger and glared at him viciously.

Ximen Longting smiled lightly: "It's a pity that the excitement in front of me was not recorded." ”

He just knew that Jing Jiaren didn't agree, so he didn't poke her early. Indulge her tonight, he likes it very much.

"When the hell did you find out?" Jing Jiaren grabbed his ears fiercely, "You always knew?" ”

"Not exactly." He pressed his forehead against hers, "The front is speculation." ”

"How did you confirm that?"

"From ......me," he straightened up, his leisurely smile faded, and his face distorted with pain and pleasure, "the moment it entered your body. ”

Jing Jiaren grabbed him by the shoulder, damn it, she hated that he possessed her so suddenly every time, and didn't let her be mentally prepared for anything.

"Your reaction...... Let me know...... You're pretending to be ......."

He gagged her lips hard, sucking her sweet taste wantonly.

Jing Jiaren wanted to push him away, but his bound hands and feet could only be bullied by him......

Damn, it's clear that he was going to punish him with wine.

But he didn't expect to send himself obediently into the mouth of the old wolf.

"Good, look at the camera."

"Don't ...... Shoot ......"

Shame on you.

Simon Longting just broke her face and forced her to face the camera.

"I like to see the look on your face at this time...... he smiled lowly, "I especially like you tonight." ”

Because of the drunken blush, her eyes were misty, her fluffy hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, and her skin was even more snow-white and transparent.

The two slender bodies overlap each other, undulating unobstructedly in the shot......

Ximen Longting that night was particularly energetic, and Jing Jiaren had never been tossed by him for so long.

In her messy and scattered memories, she remembers being pressed to the dresser, in the bathtub, in the floor-to-ceiling windows, on the sofa, on the carpet......

And all the postures she had never heard of, she tasted them all.

Even for the first time - he forgot to kiss her.

He used to kiss her all over her body, but the only place he would avoid was!

He said he had never kissed another woman, she was the first.

[Does this count as my first time?] Pretty ......】

He laughed evilly, full of affection~ lust but affectionate look, and followed him into Jing Jiaren's dream.

Until, an annoying ringing phone wakes her up.

She took out Simon Longting's mobile phone from under her pillow in a daze, and picked it up in a daze: