Hearing this, Leng Jingtian stopped, folded his slender arms across his chest, and looked at her leisurely. That look in his eyes seemed to be forcing her to act.
Wen Yin frowned, holding the shirt in her hand, staring at him, "Get out."
Although the two had been intimate countless times, she couldn't do it for her to change clothes in front of Leng Jingtian so openly...
When Wen Yin's words reached Leng Jingtian's ears, they were absolutely sarcastic and hypocritical, "I thought you had already made it clear about our relationship. It's a pity... you still haven't figured out what our relationship is now."
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He pursed his lips to express his disdain for her words. At the same time, he had already approached her forcefully at a very fast speed and locked her in his strong arms. At such a close distance, they could hear each other's heartbeats.
Hear it clearly.
"what you up to?"
A deep wrinkle formed between Wen Yin's eyebrows, and he stared at her with a hint of anger.
"It's very simple. I just want to change your clothes." Leng Jingtian didn't avoid the topic at all. He immediately started to pull off her wet skirt. But she tightly protected her chest, "
No need, I will do it myself." Wen Yin insisted.
Leng Jingtian's temper has always been fierce, how could he give up because of her persistence?
The strength was much stronger than her, and with a "tear" sound, the unsightly clothes on her body were quickly browned...
The originally cool body temperature seemed to be even colder at this time, and the shivering was getting worse. However, she still pushed away his chest, refusing to allow him to come so close to her, as if she was in the middle of
A slight warmth rose between the two of them.
Wen Yin's resistance, coupled with Leng Jingtian's own physical desire for her, ignited the raging flame in an instant.
She could clearly feel that his breathing had become rough, and the hot breath sprayed on her cheeks. Wen Yin stared at him with a bitter look on her face, "Shirt..."
These two words seemed to remind him, just change clothes and don't use your brain.
But Leng Jingtian sealed her talkative red lips with a passionate kiss, and his iron arms held her back strongly but considerately, stroking her gently, as if to drive away the coldness all over her body.
Their lips touched each other, and he fully enjoyed the sweetness that belonged to her, and the sweetness gathered in his chest.
Through his wet clothes, Wen Yin could easily feel the heat source in Leng Jingtianang's hiding place, which seemed to be pouring out continuously, demonstrating his desire for herself.
Leng Jingtian skillfully took advantage of the opportunity to remove the eyesore of her clothes...
"No...don't...touch me." Rationally, she resisted him.
How could she allow herself to fall under him again and again?
"Look clearly, I am Wen Yin, and I am Wen Weihao's daughter." Wen Yin raised the decibel level and deliberately reminded her. She still clearly remembered how much he hated herself and his father.
Sure enough, Leng Jingtian's arms that were tightly wrapped around her slender waist relaxed slightly, his dark eyes stared at her, and his cheeks turned red unconsciously, but what he said was particularly strange.
Leng Cen, "You don't have to remind me deliberately, no matter whose daughter you are, I won't let you go."
It was cold, as if it were an oath.
The intention in his words was obvious. No matter how much resentment the two had, he would not let it go, and he couldn't let it go...
After finishing speaking, his wheat-colored hands had moved to her firm chest, trying to stir up the fire in her body.
"It's your business not to let go, but I... don't want to be with you. Even staying with you for a minute will make me feel uncomfortable."
Wen Yin struggled against his tight grip, but he did not relax at all, and his other hand began to penetrate her seductive stamens wantonly.
"ah……"
Because she didn't take precautions in advance, Wen Yin screamed in fear and instinctively closed her legs to stop his rampage.
"Dirty." She cursed, glaring at Leng Jingtian with her beautiful round eyes, with infinite anger factors running around wantonly.
Compared to Wen Yin's anger, Leng Jingtian's face remained indifferent. He did not stop the movements of his hands, but became more unscrupulous. There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, showing power without anger.
"Um……"
Wen Yin tried her best to push him away, but in vain. As he invaded step by step, her back felt stiff and her cheeks turned red.
The next second, the hot lips were nibbling at her plumpness, neither lightly nor heavily, stirring up the desire in her body and making the buds blossom into the most beautiful curves.
Wen Yin blushed and moved away from his evil hand, but instead she was hugged tighter by him and pressed hard against his muscular chest.
At this moment, all the coldness has been completely dispelled, replaced by a feeling of heat and shyness.
She bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to let out any sound of joy from her lips.
Leng Jingtian didn't like to see her mistreating him the most, so he pried open her teeth arbitrarily, "Just accept your fate, you are mine, no one can take it away! Don't even think about running away from me.
"The voice was so determined, and the dark eyes were full of seriousness.
"Haha... My body is yours, but my heart is mine."
Wen Yin won't let him get sick.
However, these words did not make Leng Jingtian angry. Even if he could not win her heart for the time being, at least she did not say which man her heart was with...
This also made Leng Jingtian relax a lot.
Afraid of losing... This was his state of mind at this moment.
"One day, I will make your body and mind belong to me." After saying that, Leng Jingtian's fingers were stained with drops of love fluid, "Even if you keep saying no, in fact, your body misses me." Lips
Outlining a wicked smile, he put his fingers dipped in love juice into his lips and sucked.
Seeing this, Wen Yin's delicate body felt as if it was boiling hot in a hot pot, "You..." It's so disgusting.
Wen Yin turned her head away, not daring to look at him, "Mensao!"
He was so eye-opening to her that...
As soon as Wen Yin thought about what she had just done, her whole body became unbearably hot, and her strength suddenly increased a lot, and she struggled to break free.
"let me go……"
"I've said this countless times, let's change it to a fresher word." His soft voice revealed his coldness and arrogance, and the strength released from all over his body wrapped around the warmth like silk.
Yin, making her unable to move.
Once again, his lips covered hers, forcing them to share...
"Ugh...bastard!" She roared angrily, but there was no threat at all in his ears.
From the beginning to the end, he was strong yet gentle. While she was resisting, a certain place was already hidden deep inside her body, and he held her in his arms and dived together.
"I advise you to surrender. I prefer your obedience." Just like before, when he forced her to fulfill the contract, she had no choice but to choose to be obedient.
Wen Yin tilted her head and allowed him to surge through her body. However, the tears of humiliation actually fell down, and the roaring sadness gathered in her chest.
"Don't cry!"
His tone seemed domineering and extremely harsh, but his hands were gentle enough to brush away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
She cried, as if he was forcing himself on her... He didn't like this feeling very much.
"Don't move!" Wen Yin got angry and squeezed her legs tightly to prevent him from moving.
He chose to pretend to be deaf and became even more crazy.
"Ah...it hurts..." Her expression suddenly changed, and her right leg became even more unsteady and turned to one side.
Leng Jingtian stopped for a moment, with confusion between her brows, "What's wrong?"
"I...leg cramps." There was a violent spasm in the calf, and sweat and tears mingled on the cheeks.
"Relax! Don't be nervous!" Leng Jingtian immediately withdrew from her body, hugged her in his arms, and carefully inspected her legs.
When he explored his hands, it seemed as if there were countless tendons intertwined together. He pressed his hands hard on her sore spot, "Be patient!"
Being held in his arms, she did not continue to struggle. At this moment, she snuggled into his arms like a small beauty.
Probably because I just soaked in the sea water and it was cold now, my legs cramped.
For a long time, Leng Jingtian kept repeating the movements of stroking her, concentrating on it.
Wen Yin looked at Leng Jingtian's side face, and for a moment, she was lost in thought.
I never knew that he could be so attentive? Moreover, this look... was he caring about her? He was staring at Leng Jingtian, distracted! Until Leng Jingtian's voice sounded, "Are you feeling better?" The words were a little bit
Cold seems to be unpleasant.
"It's okay." She replied, trying to retract her legs. However, Leng Jingtian held her legs and held her tightly.
Wen Yin's gaze had nowhere to go, and in the end it still fell on his dark pupils.
"Do I just want you to run away so much?" he asked, but under his eyes, he was looking forward to her answer.
"yes."
Hearing this, Leng Jingtian's chest felt bursts of pain, as if it was being twisted together, a heartbreaking pain.
There was a hint of bitterness on the corners of Leng Jingtian's lips, and he remained silent... as if there was infinite sadness and even despair gathering around him.
Wen Yin also remained silent, but easily felt Leng Jingtian's injury.
"Let's get a divorce."
"I want a child."
The two spoke at the same time and heard each other's voices.
Leng Jingtian straightened her body, "Look at me, divorce...impossible! You'd better give up this idea as soon as possible. Get ready, our wedding will be held in a few days."
After hearing this, Wen Yin looked at him in disbelief, almost unable to believe her ears, and for a time she thought she had heard wrong.
Leng Jingtian also saw the shock in her eyes, "I, Leng Jingtian, will not get married in such a hasty manner!" Although, in his eyes, the wedding was just a formality, it was also his warm-heartedness to everyone.