In addition, Jing Jiaren has never had close contact with anyone other than Ximen Longting. I thought that men felt the same way.

Or maybe she was confused and hallucinated too much - in order to be impulsive and bold, she drank some wine in the shower.

She took off his clothes and pants.

The white hand rubbed against his chest, and she heard the man's rapid gasps......

She smiled slightly—even the rhythm of his breathing and his body temperature were so similar to that of Simon Longting.

Did she miss Simon Dragons too much, or was it the damn alcohol?

"Do you like it?"

“……”

"Are you satisfied with my service?"

She asked sarcastically, but received no response.

Simon Longting just wanted to strangle this dissolute woman, but he couldn't do it. My heart throbbed in my chest.

Jing Jiaren's body trembled and leaned over, rubbing back and forth on his chest. Through the thin fabric, her roundness squeezed him.

His body was visibly hotter.

The big hand grabbed her wandering hand violently, picked her up by the waist, and threw her onto the bed.

Jing Jiaren's heart sank, are you coming?

The masculine musk enveloped her, and he leaned down and pressed it down, the masculine symbol already looking up, squeezing between her legs, rubbing longingly.

Jing Jiaren's body trembled sensitively, and she felt it even more.

Since she became pregnant, she has not been in contact with sex again.

She thought that she would completely resist Leng Lintian, but now that her body had such a huge reaction, she was ashamed of her actions.

She's really a cheap woman, what kind of man does she feel?

And the most sorry is Simon Longting......

When she was in the bed of another man, she kept thinking about him, and even kept feeling that Leng Lintian was him.

In her fantasy, she had an extreme love affair with Simon Longting.

Simon pressed her wrists against the top of her head, and the gaze that looked at her was so painful and desperate that it was about to bleed.

And his bloody body can't resist her teasing at all.

The first time he saw her, he was swollen and aching......

What's more, she took the initiative to tease him and touch him. Even though he knew that he was being treated like another man, he still didn't want to shout to stop.

Crazy kisses pressed against her lips and he gnawed hard at her.

There is no doubt that this kiss is also familiar and surprising to Jing Jiaren.

The way he kissed her, the movements, his menacing breath, were all intoxicating to her.

Jing Jiaren's body was getting hotter and hotter, he was grinding on her lips, venting his thoughts and anger, his palms ravaging her soft skin fiercely, leaving the mark of his Ximen Longting in every inch.

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth hurt, and she tasted blood.

He was still kissing her fiercely, tasting the blood in her mouth.

Jing Jiaren exclaimed, "It hurts, you let go of me-"

Hurt?

Simon Longting froze, and finally parted the kiss with a breath.

The silver thread with blood fell to her lips, and he reached out to wipe it away.

Jing Jiaren suddenly turned over and pressed him underneath.

"Didn't you say okay, I'll take the initiative today?" Jing Jiaren smiled coldly, "Young Master Leng, don't forget that you promised me." I will fulfill my wife's obligations, and you will fulfill your promises. ”

Young Master Leng's three words stabbed Ximen Longting's heart fiercely.

He grabbed her hand and slammed it.