The devil grinned: "That depends on your performance."
"..."
"I will consider your proposal only if I am happy."
At this point, the personalities of father and son are very similar.
Jing Jiaren stared at him: "Then what will you do to make you happy?"
If it can make him happy, she also wants to...
Ximen Longting's eyebrows were tangled. How long had it been since he was happy? Ever since he saw the results of Jing Jiaren's paternity test, he had not been happy for a minute...
He struggled in despair, why did this damn woman come back and provoke him?
Wandering back and forth in his sight...
For Ximen Longting, it is so difficult to resist her temptation. He struggles with his thoughts every day.
"Pants chain!"
He pressed deeply against her, wanting to embed himself into her body immediately.
The warm tightness made him sink...
Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment, stretched out a hand, unzipped his trousers, and released the fire dragon.
Ximen Longting's evil breath blew into her ear and he bit her earlobe: "Put it in."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"Why, no?"
Jing Jiaren's posture was very embarrassing, her body was hanging in the air, relying entirely on the wall behind her for support.
She held him with trembling hands, and the man moaned in a dull and flirtatious way...
Jing Jiaren frowned. He had always taken the initiative in the past, and there were only a few times when he took the initiative to let him take possession of her. Jing Jiaren was gradually occupied, and her whole body began to convulse.
Feeling that the entry was smooth, she was already prepared.
The wetness made him laugh contemptuously.
"Aren't you a loyal and martyr woman who would rather die than escape from me?" He pressed her down and asked fiercely, "Then what is this water?"
"..."
"I want a satisfactory explanation!"
"...I'm not a virgin anymore. It's normal for me to react." Jing Jiaren looked away in embarrassment.
This answer obviously angered Ximen Longting and he was not satisfied!
"Say it again?" His timid voice threatened.
"You... are you not in love with me?" Jing Jiaren asked with a heavy heart.
"Are you worthy?"
"Yes, I don't deserve it... I don't think Mr. Ximen would like a fake, right?"
"Are you expecting me to like you?" His eyes were dark, asking for an answer.
Jing Jiaren didn't speak, and he didn't move even when he was buried in her body...
She seemed to feel the pulse of her veins!
The air gradually became hot, burning her skin. She bit her lips to create a clean circle, and they were confronting each other!
Is she torturing him, or is he torturing her?
It was like millions of insects were biting Jing Jiaren's blood vessels, and the blood was full of insects.
Sweat dripped from Jing Jiaren's bangs, and even the sweat seemed to be tainted with the smell of lust.
Finally, it was Ximen Longting who was defeated first!
He cursed in a low voice: "Damn woman, you have the guts!"
He finally started to move, ending the great torture for the two of them.
Jing Jiaren's body hit the wall and almost fell down several times. She had no choice but to reach out and hug his strong shoulders.
Resting your chin on his shoulder, they were obviously so close, but yet so far away.
In the silent study room, only the dull sound of collision was heard...
Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, sweat sliding down her long eyelashes like tears falling from her eyes.
Ximen Longting, why does it hurt so much even though I’m hugging you?