Chapter 39: A Lesson for You
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The silver forks and fine cutlery fell to the ground because of the movement, and the sound of cracking was particularly clear in the dark night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Jing Jiaren picked up a table knife, her smiling face suddenly changed color, and the sharp edge of the knife was against the male majesty: "How about cutting him off?" ā
I didn't expect Ximen Longting to be so inferior, and she was deceived by her to tie his hands in a few words.
Jing Jiaren laughed extremely arrogantly: "Cut off this bad thing, see how you will stall horses and play women in the future!" ā
Ximen Longting's expression sank, and he understood that he had been tricked.
Jing Jiaren proudly brushed her hair: "Do you think I'll be like this, obediently send myself to your mouth?!" ā
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"You gave me a lesson today and taught me how to kiss. I'm going to give you a lesson today, too. ā
Ximen Longting squinted: "What class?" ā
"How to punish the ...... big stallion"
Jing Jiaren took out a pair of handcuffs and strengthened his hands on the chair.
The handcuffs were also found in the toilet, and it is estimated that they are the erotic ~ fun utensils used by this man and woman.
Because in addition to handcuffs, she also saw a series of supplies such as leather whips and wax oil.
"Don't bother," Jing Jiaren said with a smile, "you can't break free." ā
"You're playing with fire." He had already discovered the handcuffs, "Woman, play with fire and set yourself on fire, don't challenge my limits!" ā
"Really?" Jing Jiaren patted his hardness with the back of the cold knife, "When I cut it, you will tell me what it feels like to burn yourself~ ā
Simon Longting squinted coldly, like an eagle soaring in the sky staring at its prey.
His face was calm, and his eyes were full of cruel bloodlust......
It's obvious that he is tied, but he is not afraid at all.
"Do you have the guts to try?"
"Smack."
Jing Jiaren slapped him in the face.
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"Bang Bang Bang ......"
Connected, a few more slaps fell on his handsome face.
Ximen Longting's brows furrowed, and he glared at her with high spirits.
This damn woman slapping is really addictive.
Jing Jiaren twisted the joint of her hand, and it really hurt to slap her......
She searched around and saw a stick, probably the ship's utensils, the thickness of her thumb.
"My hand hurts, don't mind if I hit you with a stick?"
Ximen Longting was cold and dark red, radiating a vicious and terrifying light: "You dare!" ā
Jing Jiaren dared to show him.
Wow -
As soon as the wind sounded, a hard stick hit him. He had beaten her with a whip, and this revenge must be avenged.
Another hard blow.
He took possession of her body in vain, and this revenge was to be avenged.
and then a stick on him......
He imprisoned her on the island, humiliated her, and embarrassed her...... Everything he did.
Bang Bang Bang!
With nine sticks down, Simon Longting's shirt was torn, and there were traces of faint blood.
Jing Jiaren doesn't hesitate every time she starts!
Simon Longting's face was cold and terrifying.
She's guts!
Jing Jiaren made up for the tenth stick, tired, throw away the stick, and should do the right thing.
"You should know by now that I can do anything to provoke me, right?"
Simon Longting sneered: "The most poisonous woman's heart." ā
Jing Jiaren picked up the fruit knife again: "Let me go!" Inform the crew and drive the yacht back to the city! Do as I tell you, or you will never be left behind. ā
The knife returned to his masculine dignity.