Chapter 182: The Daughter of a Wealthy Family (116)
The next day, Joan woke up early.
I saw Jing Ring sleeping on the side.
Maybe it's because the tasks of the past few days are too tiring, maybe it's because the night battle last night was too exhausting, and the man slept soundly.
Joan stared at his face for a while, then looked at the blackening value around him that was much lighter than yesterday, and slowly remembered the words of the first generation zero yesterday.
It is said that it is to maintain the concentration of the blackening value on Jing Jie's body, so that he can turn on the passive skill 'The more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous', so as to test whether he is really a Holy Emperor.
As a result, yesterday she somehow couldn't be ruthless, and finally folded under the beauty of this man, and forgot such an important thing!
JoAnn gritted her teeth.
It's really worthy of Mary Sue, and it can't make people want to be ruthless.
She squinted and looked at it for a while, and inexplicably gave birth to something, obviously the person in front of her was a demon concubine, and she cast a demon spell on her to make her sink, and she was about to become a faint king, but she couldn't do anything, she just wanted to spoil him and indulge him, and she only wanted to make him laugh at the desolation of most of the country.
But Qiao An has always been ruthless, she was ruthless, and for the sake of her own great cause, she kicked over, wanting to kick Jing Jie out of bed.
Although Jing Jie was asleep, the vigilance he had developed over the years still made him instinctively avoid the attack, grabbed Qiao An's ankle, pulled her to his side at once, and pinched her neck.
I opened my eyes.
There was a murderous aura bursting out of his eyes.
When he saw that it was Qiao An, he suddenly froze, let go of his hand, buried his head in Qiao An's neck socket, grabbed Qiao An's waist, hugged her into his arms, and tried to hold her to sleep again.
"Get out of the way." Joan couldn't strike a blow, and was a little frustrated, and shifted her body to try to push the man who had to move away.
But it accidentally exploded the man's particularly strong desire in the early morning. Hope.
Jing Ring hugged her tighter, kissed her lips, down her lips, and spread to her earlobes, and her bony fingers touched the tender skin without hindrance.
The obstacle between the two had already been thrown to the ground last night, the skin was very close, Qiao An could clearly feel the changes in his body, she reached out and pressed his chest, took a deep breath, and lied to him: "Jing Jie, I still have something to do today." ”
Jing Jie didn't stop, kissed her collarbone, and nibbled on her skin.
"What's the matter?"
The voice was also hoarse, characteristic of early morning.
"Take the wedding ring." Qiao An's voice was very calm, and it was also a little cold, calm as if he was talking about inconsequential trivial things, so cold that Jingjie's bones were cold, he stopped moving, and the whole person froze there.
Qiao An said: "The ring was ordered by me three months ago with Zero in country F, yesterday when I tried on the wedding dress, someone called Zero, saying that it was already good, let us go and get it, I was still trying on the wedding dress, I was troublesome, so I made an appointment today." ”
Jing Jie looked up at Qiao An, his eyes were cold, and said, "I'm so angry with you?" ”
"No, I just want you to understand who you are now." Qiao An hooked her lips, a pair of eyes smiled, looking cold, "Although you are the man I look at and want to sleep, in the end you can only be used as a toy, hidden in the dark, and occasionally take it out to have some fun when you think about it, but you don't seem to think so." ”
Qiao An held Jing Jie's face, lightly brushed his face with his fingertips, and looked at it carefully with a little profanity, and then looked at the pair of dark and churning eyes, smiled, and said softly: "Jing Mao, I really like your skin, it looks much better than zero." ”
There was something teasing in the words.
It's like teasing a kitten on the side of the street.
There is fun to play, but there is no sincerity.