Jing Jiaren's body was fished out by his arm, wrapped around his arms, and his back pressed against his strong chest... and the ...... below

Jing Jiaren froze: "What are you doing?!" ”

He let out a low laugh, his fingers lightly caressed her arm, and his pupils seemed to ignite: "It's so sensitive, your skin has small particles." ”

"That's goosebumps, don't you know it's disgusting from that thing down there?"

He leaned over and squirted hot air at the base of her ear:

"The ...... down there. What is it? ”

He asked knowingly, and his tone was so frivolous that he was dying.

Jing Jiaren felt a hot ear and forcibly wanted to get out of his embrace.

He clasped his hands together and restrained her: "You still have injuries on your hands, don't move, it's not good to touch raw water." ”

"Dead pervert, you let go of me!"

"Tsk, a dirty cat who doesn't like to bathe."

"I'll take a shower myself, I don't need you - you go out!"

"It's inconvenient for your hand to hurt, it's better for me to help you."

Would he be so kind to help her? It's clearly a bad idea under the guise of evil.

She felt his harder and hotter desires, always waiting to violate her......

He rubbed her body with a foam net, evenly spreading bubbles on her skin, not knowing the weishenme, she suddenly felt like a worm in her veins, and her body became very soft......

Her breath became rapid, and she could clearly feel his breath getting low.

"Don't forget your promise to me!" She noticed that her voice had changed, low and soft, like a kitten.

Ximen Longting leaned on her neck and gently bit her earlobe: "I haven't forgotten." ”

"Bastard! That being the case you weishenme...... Still touching me? ”

"I promised not to forcibly violate you, but I didn't promise not to even touch you."

What do you mean?

"Except for Zuihou, I can do whatever I want."

As he spoke, wrapping his arms around her and teasing her in his own unique way.

Jing Jiaren's body was agitated, and her toes curled up......

"Bastard...... Ahh......h

The heat in the bathroom swirled, and the low voice changed from slow to urgent, interspersed with a few curses.

Jing Jiaren really greeted all the eighteen ancestors of Ximen Longting in her heart.

This kind of shameless and nasty ~ men...... How many more things will he do to refresh the bottom line?

An hour later.

Jing Jiaren was kissed all over her body, of course, he didn't let go of even the most intimate places!

Her body was even more sore, and she didn't have any strength than when she was seriously ill.

With her cheeks red, she leaned on his sturdy arms, her eyes were sheared, but her eyes were misty, and her skin was white in the moisture, each of which was extremely attractive.

Ximen Longting grinded her, knowing that the woman who had been **** would have needs, and his jishu was superb, picking on her sensitive points.

Jing Jiaren clenched her small fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and endured stubbornly.

Both are facing each other's endurance.

In the end, it was Simon Longting who was the first to frustrate, took her little hand, and pressed him there......

She tried hard to pull her hand, but he wrapped his hands around her, not letting her escape!

Another hour later.

Jing Jiaren's hands were about to be broken, and his palms were hot, and he finally felt his body tighten, and a sticky thing squirted out, flowing out of the palm she was holding.

It's disgusting......

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, and she pulled out her hand suddenly, scrubbing back and forth in the water.

Damn, he's cool! But what about her!