The door closed forcefully behind her...the loud sound shocked her whole heart.
Ximen Longting lowered his head, resting his chin on her ear, rubbing his ears and temples together: "Why do you have to leave after you come?"
"I'm... afraid of disturbing your rest."
"lie!"
"real……"
"I've been waiting for you." His low, hoarse voice was like tentacles tugging at her, making her almost turn into a puddle of mud.
Ximen Longting picked her up easily, the way he would hold a child——
Jing Jiaren's buttocks were half sitting on his arms, and her long legs were stretched out.
His chest was so hot that it made her whole body feel soft.
Jing Jiaren was thrown onto the big bed. Before she could react, he pressed her down and cast a shadow.
He was like a small world for her, giving her nowhere to escape.
Lifting her chin with his big palm, he said sternly: "Why so late!"
"He was too excited to play tonight and couldn't sleep..."
"He is the only one in your heart!"
"I……"
He blocked her and kissed her wildly.
She was too tired from playing today, her whole body was a little sore, and her limbs were sore.
His strong palms grabbed her hair, and she let him play with it limply.
Suddenly, Jing Jiaren's flailing arms pressed against something, and the big screen opposite the big bed opened.
Everyone who was kissing passionately on the bed was shocked, and Jing Jiaren was confused...
Is he actually watching this kind of movie?
Ximen Longting let go of her, his lips were red, and he turned sideways to look at the screen.
"Watch together?"
"I'm not interested..."
"That's not necessarily the case."
"When did you end up looking at this kind of thing to relieve loneliness?" She didn't mean to laugh at him, but... this really didn't fit in with his Ximen BOSS style.
Slowly, Jing Jiaren felt that something was wrong. That voice sounded...how could it sound so familiar?
She was slightly surprised, turned around slowly and saw [Jing Jiaren]'s face on the screen.
There are two people entangled in the super SIZE bed. The man is as masculine as an eagle, while the woman is as graceful as a white swan.
Jing Jiaren was stunned.
She remembered that Ximen Longting had recorded their process in a perverted way before, but he had never shown it to her to watch.
He actually kept this thing for so long and still looks at it?
"You..." Jing Jiaren's throat went dry, "Were you watching this kind of thing in the room just now?"
"What, are you jealous?" He raised his lips evilly.
"no……"
"I like to reminisce about the experience of being with her," Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes slightly, "I will read it often, and when I miss her, I will take it out and read it."
"Are you so wretched?" Jing Jiaren was incomparably shocked.
"Is this called vulgar?" His tall nose pressed against hers, "I have something even more vulgar, do you want to know?"
"I don't want to..." Jing Jiaren looked away, listening to the voice, she was so used to it, "What if you can tell the feeling from looking at this?"
Call a woman? Or...?
"Do it yourself." Ximen Longting looked at her indifferently, "The only one who accompanies me is my right hand!"
I would rather be alone with my right hand than find a woman...
Jing Jiaren's heart ached: "You don't actually have to be like this... If you don't have the kind of woman you want, why should you embarrass yourself?"
"Is this what you're saying?" He looked sharply, "Do you want me to look for women everywhere?"
"..."
"If I really slept with another woman, wouldn't you care at all?" he asked firmly.