First, hold Jing Jiaren and walk to the center of the heart-shaped candle, facing the servant's camera to take the photo.
"No one in this world is qualified to be by your side except me."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, I love you."
Jing Jiaren looked at his red jewel-like eyes, her heart was turbulent and she couldn't explain what she felt.
Ximen Longting increased his voice: "Beauty, I love you!"
The sound of waves, crashing, snapping——
"Jing Jiaren, I love you——"
【I love you, I love you, I love you...】
In the night, the island was empty, as if there was a lingering echo from somewhere, or maybe the sound came from the bottom of Jing Jiaren's heart and lingered in her ears for a long time.
In the villa, a warm light shines.
Jing Jiaren was placed on the black grand piano.
She sat on the high piano body, and he played "Für Elise" in front of the piano with his slender fingers.
This is a love song, which Beethoven dedicated to a student he loved very much.
Her white feet were placed on the piano cover, and on her ankles, a silver chain exuded a warm luster.
This was the first time Ximen Longting played piano music to him.
She is like a high-ranking queen, and he is like a surrendered commoner.
Jing Jiaren lowered her head and stared at his face. His long eyelashes and deep outlines were outlined by the light, as if they were an intangible painting, appearing distorted.
Jing Jiaren's mood tonight was like the waves crashing wildly outside the window, never calming down for a moment.
Why did Ximen Longting do this to her at this time?
To make her feel more and more guilty and reluctant.
Originally, she planned to spend these three days doing things for Ximen Longting that would make him happy. But in the end, it was still him who was trying to please her.
When the last syllable stopped, Ximen Longting lowered his head and kissed her gently on the instep.
There is ample heating in the room.
She was wearing a nightgown covered with lace, with a fair face and shawl hair. She really looked like a holy goddess.
He kissed her deeply from her toes, instep, ankles, calves, all the way up.
The skirt was gradually lifted by him...
Jing Jiaren curled up her toes, clutched the piano and looked at his head popping up between her legs.
"Beauty..." he said in a low voice, "If heaven wants to destroy me, I will fight to the end. If you want to destroy me, I will have no way to escape..."
Jing Jiaren's eyes began to blur.
He stood up and hugged her, kissing her wildly.
"This time, I'll do it on the piano..."
His deep voice suddenly sounded.
"Then on the bed, wash in the bathtub... mandarin duck bath..."
He parted his lips slightly and kissed her hard again reluctantly.
Jing Jiaren's mind went blank, as if she was being kissed by him like a puppet...
She knew what Ximen Longting meant. Her first time was here, and she was plundered and possessed by him crazily.
All her hatred and resentment towards him started from here!
Jing Jiaren closed her eyes and seemed to see that man who was as noble as a god. When they first met, he was noble and awe-inspiring, arrogant and arrogant, with arrogant and evil sarcasm always in the corner of his mouth.
And now——
"Beauty, I am yours..."
"Ximen Longting..."
Her merciless lips evoked a gentle smile.
The man's unsatisfied, low voice whispered in her ear, calling her name.
Her hair was tangled by his slender fingers.
It's dizzying and intoxicating, even the lights look weird and charming...