She reclined on the bed, one hand supporting her head, her smooth thighs stretched out to the edge of the bed, and the tightly wrapped white towel was squeezed by her plump body, full of fatal temptation. The tower man's heart was stirred by her sultry every move, and he was surprised to find that whether it was her fluttering glance, or that casual smile, or even the subtle changes in any part of the body, he could make his heart beat!

The tower man's body couldn't help but think about it, so he strode to the side of the bed and carefully sat down next to Lin Jing's beautiful legs. Compared to the two arms that didn't dare to put them on the bed, the iron tower man's eyes were much bolder, his head was twisted towards Lin Jing, his eyes stared directly at her bewitching, his eyes seemed to be glued, and he couldn't move away from her anymore.

"Me, okay...... Much better, just miss you! Miss you so much! Do you blame me for calling you over? She smiled shyly, her eyes snooping at him with affection, and her face was more amorous than she had ever been. The tower man's body heated up, and his heart jumped with joy at the soft response and the shy smile.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly understand why those men, those men who would rather sin the world, bear everyone, give up fame and fortune or their lives, but also win a smile, why they are so willing to do so.

He and Lin Qihan grew up together since childhood, and their feelings for each other are like brothers, both of them have received the most orthodox and high-quality education at home and abroad, the only difference is that the purpose of his life is to protect him. Even if he is so low, the tower man has never complained, he is full of awe and appreciation for the boss, and he is willing to be Lin Qihan's little follower. He also believes that to be a man, he must stand up to heaven and earth, be worthy of conscience and friends, and most importantly, be worthy of Lin Qihan.

Therefore, the first time he saw Jiang Xiaolou, he didn't like her from the bottom of his heart, he just had always vaguely felt that Jiang Xiaolou would hurt Lin Jing. Later, he witnessed all kinds of Lin Qihan and Lin Jing, he was sad and sad for Lin Jing, but he never thought about it in his heart, and he firmly believed that he would not do anything to hurt Lin Qihan.

But at this moment, all the solid things in his heart collapsed, just because of Lin Jing's coquettish smile, because of the style of wrapping in a bath towel and her sentence of missing you, joy, overwhelming joy, almost overwhelmed him! He couldn't care about Lin Qihan, he couldn't care about thinking that she was his fiancée, and he couldn't care about the friendship between the Lin family and his family for generations, he couldn't hold back his heart, he wanted to stretch out his arms and embrace her into his arms, and he couldn't hold back himself, wanting to turn her into his woman's sin.

"Amo, you, you. Will it always be with me? Qihan, he, he doesn't want me anymore! I'm hurt, I'm afraid! Lin Jing said delicately, a line of tears flowed down his face, and his heart was completely broken with that line of tears.

"I will, I, really! I won't not accompany you, I, I, will find a way, let, let him marry, marry you! He couldn't bear to see her crying and her sad, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only say some comforting words in his mouth, and his eyes were still staring at Lin Jing.

Suddenly, Lin Jing, who was in tears, stood up from the bed, she violently ripped off the bath towel wrapped around her body, threw herself into his arms naked, and cried softly. Suddenly, his whole body collapsed. The tower man's reason, bottom line, and principles all collapsed the moment he touched her warm skin, and his heart softened into water.

He wanted to comfort her, and by the consolation of that primitive impulse, he was too urgent, but she was skillful and full of temptation, and he could not control his rhythm and indulgence. For the first time, the tower man deeply felt her enthusiasm and sweetness, and she wiped her tearful face, bewitching like a kraken! The soft, soft cry completely bewitched his soul, and her delicate gasp was like an electric current scraping through his muscles and bones, making his blood boil until he reached the apex he had never experienced.

Finally, he lay on her body soaking wet, and the extreme pleasure made his body still tremble lightly. She was still panting violently, her face was slightly red and confused, and her eyes were slightly closed.

"You'll help me marry Lin Qihan, right? Will definitely help me! You said it! Lin Jing gasped slightly, and spoke softly, these words were like a bucket of ice water, which instantly made his still boiling heart fall into the ice cellar.

"So what are we? We have ... He hurriedly raised his body, pressed her against the bed, and asked urgently, while his elbows were still supporting the weight of his body, carefully guarding against her delicate and weak.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for helping me! We're all adults, you don't have to be responsible! I won't tell Lin Qihan! Lin Jing under him faded from the gentleness on his face, and said extremely calmly and rationally.

"Then if he knew, you, me, how... Will it be? You, you've never liked me, not at all, have you? The tower man's expression was full of loss, and he asked carefully.

"Like? Hehe, do you think I'm going to like you? Ah Mo, you don't lose, as long as you can help me marry Lin Qihan, we can maintain this relationship and satisfy you anytime and anywhere, just like him and Jiang Xiaolou! Lin Jing sneered, her incomparably beautiful face revealing a hint of hatred, and she gritted her teeth and said.

If it weren't for Lin Qihan, how could she, who is extremely noble, sleep with such a man? This is what Lin Qihan owes her! The tower man on the bed suddenly felt panicked, how could he do such a thing with Lin Jing? She doesn't like herself, she is just taking revenge on the boss, and she just wants to use herself to marry into the Lin family. How could she be so vicious?

His elbows, which were supporting his body, gradually trembled, and he panicked, panicked.

"Amo, please, please! Help me! I can't help it! Lin Jing, who was cold, was once again vulnerable in front of him, she was like a baby asking for a warm embrace, stretching out her jade arm and hugging him tightly.

Lin Jing whispered softly in his ear, begging him to have mercy on him, and as she spoke, she suddenly stretched out her wet tongue and licked his neck. His heart pounded violently, his body sank uncontrollably again, and he boiled again. Helping her marry Lin Qihan was whimsy, awkward, and shameless, but he suddenly felt willing.

Lin Jing looked at the tower man who was lying beside him with his eyes closed, and a strange smile appeared on his face. She got up slightly, walked into the bathroom, opened the shower head inside, and released a warm stream of water. Then, she stretched out a little foot in white slippers and smashed the purple incense that was still burning in the bathroom. Lin Jing smiled happily, smiling incomparably brightly, looking at her incomparably beautiful self in the mirror, she felt the satisfaction of a certain name.