The water was very clear, and Jing Jiaren's snow-white skin was rippling in the water, as if she had just transformed into a mermaid.
Jing Jiaren put her hands on her chest: "What do you want to do?"
"Have you ever seen someone take a shower with clothes on?"
"I'll do it myself without you."
Ximen Longting took her hand away and said Leng Si: "You should feel the greatest honor to be able to enjoy my service. You know, this is what many women dream of."
Jing Jiaren nodded irritably: "Yes, it's an honor, I've dreamed of it... but I really can't bear it. I should take a bath for you."
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "It's not a bad idea."
"..."
Before Jing Jiaren could react, he lifted it up with his big hand and took off the only bath towel.
He was standing, she was sitting - the masculine features just jumped out at her.
Jing Jiaren was caught off guard and saw the man's big thing. It was the first time she had seen it. It was as arrogant and domineering as its owner, and he even raised his head towards her.
Jing Jiaren's face instantly turned ugly: "Are you an exhibitionist?"
It was her first time to look at a man directly like this.
Very ugly.
Her face turned away was quickly turned back by Ximen Longting.
The tall man leaned forward, feeling a strong sense of oppression.
"Why, are you not satisfied with what you see?"
Jing Jiaren didn't know how to answer.
"Your reaction is very annoying to me." Ximen Longting's eyes were violent and his expression was very scary.
Jing Jiaren was startled - for men, this is the most proud part of them, it represents male dignity and must not be underestimated.
She resisted the urge to feel disgusted and said, "I'm very satisfied."
"Tell me why you are satisfied."
"..."
"Don't want the phone anymore?" He raised an eyebrow coldly, threatening.
Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and resisted the urge to hit: "It's thick enough and big enough, so I'm satisfied. Are you satisfied?"
Ximen Longting was not satisfied and raised her chin higher: "How do you know? Have you compared it?"
"Compare?"
"I've seen other ones..."
"I don't!"
Ximen Longting stepped into the bathtub: "It's best if there is no one. If there is, I will make him inhumane."
The jacuzzi is no better than a hot spring pool. The space is limited, so it seems a bit crowded to accommodate two people.
Ximen Longting sat down and pulled Jing Jiaren on his lap. The two of them filled the space.
Jing Jiaren felt his male pride pressing hard and hot against her buttocks. She never dreamed that one day she would do all kinds of intimate things with a strange man.
"What are you still doing?" He squeezed her arm, "Aren't you going to take a shower for me?"
"It's very crowded here, I'll go out and help you wash it."
Ximen Longting pressed his hand on her shoulder to prevent her from going out.
Jing Jiaren frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, you just promised me that as long as I stay in the hot spring pool for one hour, you will let me get in touch with my family."
"You remember correctly."
"Give me the phone!"
"After taking a bath, I will give it to you naturally."
What does it mean to push beyond the limits? Ximen Longting explained this point vividly.
Jing Jiaren had no other choice, so she picked up a shampoo, squeezed some into her hands and rubbed it into rich bubbles, and helped him wash his hair.
Ximen Longting's hair is thick and jet black, with natural curls at the ends. Even if he plucks it randomly in his hands, it still looks handsome.
"Have you ever washed someone before?"
Jing Jiaren's technique cannot really be called professional. The water is very clear, and Jing Jiaren's snow-white skin ripples in the water, as if she has just transformed into a mermaid.
Jing Jiaren put her hands on her chest: "What do you want to do?"
"Have you ever seen someone take a shower with clothes on?"
"I'll do it myself without you."
Ximen Longting took her hand away and said Leng Si: "You should feel the greatest honor to be able to enjoy my service. You know, this is what many women dream of."
Jing Jiaren nodded irritably: "Yes, it's an honor, I've dreamed of it... but I really can't bear it. I should take a bath for you."
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "It's not a bad idea."
"..."
Before Jing Jiaren could react, he lifted it up with his big hand and took off the only bath towel.
He was standing, she was sitting - the masculine features just jumped out at her.
Jing Jiaren was caught off guard and saw the man's big thing. It was the first time she had seen it. It was as arrogant and domineering as its owner, and he even raised his head towards her.
Jing Jiaren's face instantly turned ugly: "Are you an exhibitionist?"
It was her first time to look at a man directly like this.
Very ugly.
Her face turned away was quickly turned back by Ximen Longting.
The tall man leaned forward, feeling a strong sense of oppression.
"Why, are you not satisfied with what you see?"
Jing Jiaren didn't know how to answer.
"Your reaction is very annoying to me." Ximen Longting's eyes were violent and his expression was very scary.
Jing Jiaren was startled - for men, this is the most proud part of them, it represents male dignity and must not be underestimated.
She resisted the urge to feel disgusted and said, "I'm very satisfied."
"Tell me why you are satisfied."
"..."
"Don't want the phone anymore?" He raised an eyebrow coldly, threatening.
Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and resisted the urge to hit: "It's thick enough and big enough, so I'm satisfied. Are you satisfied?"
Ximen Longting was not satisfied and raised her chin higher: "How do you know? Have you compared it?"
"Compare?"
"I've seen other ones..."
"I don't!"
Ximen Longting stepped into the bathtub: "It's best if there is no one. If there is, I will make him inhumane."
The jacuzzi is no better than a hot spring pool. The space is limited, so it seems a bit crowded to accommodate two people.
Ximen Longting sat down and pulled Jing Jiaren on his lap. The two of them filled the space.
Jing Jiaren felt his male pride pressing hard and hot against her buttocks. She never dreamed that one day she would do all kinds of intimate things with a strange man.
"What are you still doing?" He squeezed her arm, "Aren't you going to take a shower for me?"
"It's very crowded here, I'll go out and help you wash it."
Ximen Longting pressed his hand on her shoulder to prevent her from going out.
Jing Jiaren frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, you just promised me that as long as I stay in the hot spring pool for one hour, you will let me get in touch with my family."
"You remember correctly."
"Give me the phone!"
"After taking a bath, I will give it to you naturally."
What does it mean to push beyond the limits? Ximen Longting explained this point vividly.
Jing Jiaren had no other choice, so she picked up a shampoo, squeezed some into her hands and rubbed it into rich bubbles, and helped him wash his hair.
Ximen Longting's hair is thick and jet black, with natural curls at the ends. Even if he plucks it randomly in his hands, it still looks handsome.
"Have you ever washed someone before?"
Jing Jiaren's technique really cannot be called professional.