Leng Lintian got up from the bed and got off the ground, like a dangerous leopard, approaching Jing Jiaren step by step.

She retreated to the wall, and there was no way to retreat, grabbing something around her and throwing it at him.

Leng Lintian easily avoided it, unbuttoning it one by one: "If you do any more useless struggles, I will take a longer time." ”

“……”

"The longer you struggle, the longer it gets."

She was easily caught by him, she struggled hard, and barely two steps away from her lace sleeves were ripped off.

Leng Lintian's hands were like a machine full of liliang, pulling at her wherever she was, and her fabric was tearing apart.

He seemed to enjoy her panic of escaping.

Grab her from time to time, nibble on her face and kiss her, and let go of her, chasing.

Jing Jia's clothes gradually turned into cloth and crumbled on the ground.

"Don't come here!"

"Get out of here—"

"I'll kill you!"

Jing Jiaren couldn't stop screaming and scurrying around the room.

She fell to the ground again, couldn't get up for a while, and crawled and ran on the ground.

The demon's palm grabbed her ankle and dragged her to the bed on the carpet!

Jing Jiaren pedaled desperately, as fierce as she had never been. Yes, she is obviously not a virgin~ woman, weishenme still has to be so intense, she is so desperate to guard that she is weishenme?

Leng Lintian is just another Simon Longting, making her tragic life repeat again.

She pursed her lips coldly and smiled, weishenme her life is going to be played with by these devils one by one?

She doesn't-

If this is her fate, she vows to disobey.

With all her strength, she kicked his hand off one by one, got up and stumbled forward.

Leng Lintian spent nearly half an hour with her, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful.

"You have a lot of energy, it must be good to keep it for me." Leng Lintian is completely descended by the devil.

Jing Jiaren gasped for breath, and next to it was a small wine cabinet with high-end red wine and goblets.

She picked up a bottle of red wine and held it in front of her: "Don't come here." ”

"Are you sure you can fight me with a bottle of wine?"

"I told you not to come!" She showed a wolf glare fiercely.

"You're good, I'll let you enjoy it."

He was only a few steps away from her.

He was ready to snatch the bottle from her hand, pounce on her, and conquer her.

Jing Jiaren knew that her ability was no match for this lion.

The morning blow had been unsuspecting when he had just woken up, and now, how could he give her such a chance again?

Leng Lintian was about to grab her wrist when he saw it-

"Bang."

The sound of the glass smashing and splashing violently, the bright red wine juice flowed down her head, and spread over the bridge of Jing Jiaren's tall nose.

She lowered her hand, the shattered bottle falling to the ground, her fingers reddened by the wine ticking.

The leisurely in Leng Lintian's eyes completely receded, and he stared at Jing Jiaren in shock.

The stubbornness in her eyes burst out: "Even if I die, I won't let you get your wish......"

As soon as her body went limp, she was about to kneel on the ground.

A big hand stopped her in time and took her into his arms.

Jing Jiaren's chin slammed softly on his chest, and Leng Lintian looked at the blood flowing from her hair, and was stunned for a moment-it was unbelievable that this woman was so domineering.

Leng Lintian picked her up, carefully put her back on the bed, and immediately called the bodyguard to notify the doctor again.