Bai Yanbing was stiff for half a minute. She didn't know that he had to make a difficult choice between breaking her neck and temporarily surrendering.
Finally, he turned back, picked up the bottle of ointment, and sat down next to her.
"Open your legs."
Jiang Zimo stared at him coldly and did not move. He raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise, I wouldn't mind using the same moves on you last night again."
A slight shiver ran through her body. The scene of his roughness last night was still fresh in her memory.
In the end, she obediently complied with his request. This posture made her feel a little ashamed, but... As a modern and bold woman, the two of them did such things last night anyway, so this little trivial matter is nothing now.
Already?
Turning her head, Jiang Zimo tried her best to convince herself not to provoke this pervert again. When his cold fingertips touched her delicate area, even though she tried her best to divert her attention, she couldn't help but tremble all over.
This perverted man was really strange. His whole body was cold, but his skin was particularly soft. When the mint-scented ointment was applied to her private parts through his fingertips, Jiang Zimo suddenly moaned softly.
Bai Yanbing's heart trembled, and he almost lost his aim. He secretly gritted his teeth and said angrily in his heart: You damn woman, do you know what you are doing now?
He forcibly suppressed the initial impulse. But now, her soft and vague hum made his blood boil again.
If he hadn't seen her torn apart with his own eyes, Bai Yanbing would have turned her over and pushed her down immediately.
I gritted my teeth and endured it, then applied some ointment and applied it in. It felt like a world of ice and fire, and my whole body was itching.
Jiang Zimo snorted again and raised his eyebrows with an expressionless look. She pretended to look away with a cold face, but her neck gradually turned red. Alas, it was purely a physiological reaction and it was none of her business.
He pulled his fingers out and groaned again. Squeezed the ointment on, then inserted it again, and groaned twice more.
There's no reason why someone could be so confused and obsessed with just a little medicine.
Bai Yanbing looked at her face and suddenly understood. He deliberately slowed down his hands, as if playing back in slow motion. The speed of his fingers was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. She hummed along with her instincts in her wandering mind, until he sighed softly.
: "It's wet and all the medicine has been squeezed out by you...you have to rub it again."
Boom!~~~~(>_)~~~~
Jiang Zimo felt that he might as well die with his head and the ground!!!
After all this tossing, the two of them finally stopped being livid. Bai Yanbing threw the ointment in his hand on the bedside table and walked to the bathroom to wash his hands and calm down his racing heartbeat.
"Put on your pajamas and go down to eat."
Jiang Zimo lay on the window a little ashamed, covered his head with a quilt, and replied angrily: "No, I want to eat in the room."
Bai Yanbing glanced sideways at the protruding quilt, twitched the corner of his mouth, and actually showed a smile that was rare in a thousand years.
Forget it, let her do it.
After leaving the door, he waved for the food to be brought to him. When he looked back, he saw that the little woman had nestled safely into the quilt, with only a pair of round and delicate shoulders exposed outside the quilt.
After Jiang Zimo finished eating, he thought about going to Taohua Town to finish the things at hand. After resting for a while, he tried to put on his pajamas and opened the door, but unexpectedly, the door had been locked from the outside.
Jiang Zimo screamed angrily. People outside knew that she was Bai Yanbing's new favorite and they didn't dare to offend her. They had no choice but to let her greet Bai Yanbing's ancestor, the Eighteenth National Congress.