Jun Zimo snorted and looked at the woman under him in disbelief. The expression on his face was both pain and enjoyment...
She, where did she catch him?
"Lian'er, you..."
He hesitated, wanting her to let go, but he felt that his most sensitive part was wrapped in the small hands of the woman he loved, which was an indescribable happiness.
He endured it, and a thin layer of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He was reluctant to let her let go, so he could only suffer and be happy by himself.
"How did you solve it when you were in need before?"
Seeing the complicated expression on his face, Ling Chuchu rubbed her little hands a few times, and after feeling his body suddenly tense up, she asked casually.
She still remembered the conversation between the two after she woke up from poisoning. He said that he refused to admit that he used his hands, so how could he solve his needs?
Jun Zimo gritted his teeth, knowing that the woman under him did it on purpose. After kissing the glistening lips punitively, he spoke hoarsely.
"Take a cold bath, what else can you do?"
He didn't want to touch a woman he didn't love, let alone solve it by himself. This was the only way. Fortunately, it was only once in a while. Otherwise, if he soaked in cold water every day in the winter, he would have frozen to death.
Got it
Ling Chuchu nodded clearly. This man could even endure Long Yanxiang. Even if he soaked in a cold bath in the December weather, there was nothing he couldn't bear.
"It's so sensitive and reacts when stimulated. It's a miracle it hasn't damaged your body over the years."
Jun Zimo picked her up and turned her around, letting her lie on his body in such a majestic manner. His big hands no longer held back and penetrated her skirt, touching her silky skin for the first time...
"Lian'er, you have thought too much. Over the years, it has only reacted to you. The previous ones were all inexplicable and had nothing to do with any woman."
If he could think of any woman and react to it, he would have married that woman back long ago, and he could have waited until now
"That's so high-sounding. When Lin Shanshan gave you Longyanxiang two years ago, how dare you say that it didn't respond to her?"
Doubtful, Ling Chuchu gently rubbed Xiao Mo several times. Looking at the expression of the man under her, she felt extremely happy.
"As soon as I found out that Long Yanxiang had been hit, I swung her out of the room with one palm. If Manager Liu didn't want me to cause trouble and blocked most of the force for her, she would not have survived long ago. She still reacted at that time.
I just want to kill her!"
His big hand pinched the snow-white back lightly, and a cold murderous intent flashed across his handsome face as he was lost in memories of what happened back then. If he hadn't been strong-willed enough, he might not have been able to survive.
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