"What are you thinking?"

“……”

"At such a time, are you still delusional about escaping?" He seemed to see through what she was thinking at a glance.

Jing Jiaren bit her lip tightly, and an indescribable sadness welled up in her heart.

It was as if the time spent with Shang Yanxuan in the past had been shattered into pieces and gone away from her memory......

And Simon Longting's face gradually covered those fragments.

She wanted to work hard to piece it together, but what she came up with was a face of Simon Longting!

Biting her lip tightly, she refused to make a single sound to stop her fall!

Her stubbornness suddenly him off!

"Look at me."

He grabbed her jaw: "Who are you looking at me?" ”

He didn't allow her to be in bed, and when she did the most intimate things with him, her eyes were still foggy and her thoughts wandered!

He wanted her black and white eyes to clearly reflect his shadow.

In the most domineering way, he forcibly wants to enter her shijie! I want her to brand his traces in every part of her body, and it is full of him!

Jing Jiaren looked at him, but her eyes were empty, as if she was looking elsewhere through him......

He wanted him to be carved into her soul, but she didn't!

His gaze turned dark red, and he blocked her lips fiercely, and his hot tongue was forced into her mouth, brutally plundering everything from her!

His movements also became ferocious and brutal, and every thump was slapping at her soul.

"Look at me, I want you to see clearly who is the person who is happy with you~ who you love-"

He said fiercely: "Jing Jiaren, you are mine." ”

Whether it is body or soul, it can only belong to him......

Jing Jiaren was forced to hang on him, his consciousness began to blur, and there was a large blank space in his mind, as if his soul was also imprisoned by him, swaying back and forth with his collision.

"Call me." "Who am I?" "Call me by name." "Beauty, look at me." "Call me ......" The deep voice seemed to come from heaven, and the voices were overlapping.

Jing Jiaren seemed to be taken away from her thoughts: "...... Simon Dragon. ”

"Who are you for?" "Speak." "Tell me whose woman you are?" "Whose ...... are you?"

The overlapping voices continued to haunt her.

Jing Jiaren was sweating profusely, her eyes were in a trance, and she was also covered with sweat when she looked at the man lying on her body.

His handsome face overlapped, as if in a hallucination.

"It's yours."

"Who's mine?"

"I'm ......" Jing Jiaren kowtowed her eyelashes, her eyes sparkling into the city, "I am Ximen Longting's ......"

Simon Longting curled his lips and smiled, for the victory of this "battle".

His body stiffened suddenly, and he jerked violently, freeing himself in her body.

The two of them reach a high ~ tide at the same time!

After the passion, Jing Jiaren's sloppy gaze slowly condensed, and her thoughts returned, thinking of her enthusiasm and catering to this affair......

This is the first time that the two have been so compatible.

"Are you comfortable?" Simon Longting wiped the sweat from her forehead, and the sweat of the two mixed together, wetting the sheets.

Jing Jiaren's expression became ashamed, what did she just do? obviously wanted to insist on herself, but she was still led away by him!

Both hands tried hard to push his chest away, but even his arms were still soft, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Ximen Longting took advantage of the situation to hold her hand and licked the sweat from her palm: "It's salty." ”

"Let go of me!"