Jing Jiaren sat next to him holding an egg: "Dear bitch, come on, I'll help you put it on your eyes."
She held his chin and turned his face.
That frozen face carried a terrifying murderous aura and the anger of dissatisfaction with desire.
Jing Jiaren wrapped the egg in a towel and pressed it gently on his eyes.
"Because of what happened last night...are you torturing me?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"No, I can't bear to torture you."
"Beauty..." His hot palm pressed on her shoulder, stroking it back and forth.
"Be honest, I'm still dressing your eyes."
"Don't torture me like this!"
[You obviously have a masochistic constitution and you like to be tortured... You don’t like the food that is brought to your mouth. ]
Jing Jiaren endured these words and took his hand away from his shoulder.
The more she resisted, the more Ximen Longting couldn't bear it, and his body pressed against her, spraying fire on her: "Beauty..."
"Um?"
"The big bird is hungry..."
Have you finally given up and surrendered?
"Feed me."
Jing Jiaren pretended to be serious: "Isn't it good? Three people sleeping in one bed?"
"..." Cold eyes stared at her!
"Wait a minute, let me apply eggs to you first."
"I can't wait a moment."
Jing Jiaren didn't expect that she would feel cold after New Year's Eve.
After fussing for a long time, I didn't feel anything at all.
When Leng Lintian just approached her and talked to her, she felt uncomfortable...
But at that time, she thought it was because she hated Leng Lintian. Now, wouldn't it be the same if it were Ximen Longting?
"You resist me?!"
"I……"
"It is said that a woman's body is the most honest..." Ximen Longting's red eyes darkened, "Your resistance is the best evidence!"
Jing Jiaren didn't know what to say. The feeling of her body was beyond her control.
"I'm very angry." He pinched her chin firmly, "Beauty, I'm very angry!"
"What are you angry about?"
"Here, here, here... they are all mine!" His hand passed all the way, "It's mine!"
"Yes," Jing Jiaren agreed, "it's all yours."
Ximen Longting grabbed her head: "Then why did you reject me?"
"Maybe pregnant women are less sensitive?"
"You have to make up a decent lie? You forgot that I have learned a lot about this!"
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "Then every pregnant woman's body is different. Maybe others are sensitive, but I am slow to react?"
Ximen Longting said gloomily: "Are you sure you are slow? Have you not been around Leng Lintian for a long time? Are you no longer interested in me?"
There was so much jealousy in his words!
"If that's the case, why would I come back to you?" Jing Jiaren wiped the sweat from his face, "I've already taken the phoenix ointment, and I only have you..."
"..."
"You always like to be jealous for no reason."
"Damn it! Why do you have to be 'slow'..."
His breath lingered around her, and she felt very guilty and powerless.
Finally, Ximen Longting let go of her and rushed into the bathroom to flush her.
Jing Jiaren picked up a change of clothes, opened the door and went in.
He closed his eyes and poured cold water...
The water drops hit his strong body, like streams gathering together.
In her eyes, it was just a purely artistic appreciation, and she just thought he had a great figure.
"Who asked you to come in? Get out!" Ximen Longting shouted sternly.
"Are you flushing cold water in this weather?" Jing Jiaren pressed the water outlet valve quickly with quick eyes and hands.