Ximen Longting's face darkened and he ignored her. His lips were busy kissing Jing Jiaren's neck and soft earlobes.
Her milky breath was what he loved, and he thought it no longer belonged to her!
Jing Jiaren's loose silk pajamas were opened, and his hands couldn't wait to rub them.
The knock on the door came in an orderly manner: "Master, you have a package."
Damn he doesn’t know the current situation!
Knock knock, knock knock.
Wilson must have been beaten stupid by Ximen Longting. He was not as smart as usual today. He thought the master didn't hear it, and the knocking on the door not only didn't stop, but also got louder.
Ximen Longting suddenly grabbed a pillow and smashed it——
"Want to pack your bags and go back to your hometown? I'm busy!"
The sound stopped momentarily.
Wilson was speechless, Master, you are busy, why don't you say something.
Ximen Longting's kiss fell on Jing Jiaren's heart for a long time, kissing her back and forth.
Seeing the words engraved on it, there was a dark light of relief in his eyes...
"When was it carved?" He couldn't wait to swallow these words. Although he hoped that she would be his, he was unwilling to let her suffer any pain.
Jing Jiaren said vaguely: "The time I was driven away by you at the farmer's house... I carved it next door."
"When did you become so childish?"
"Don't you always believe that I love you... I just want to engrave it on my heart." Jing Jiaren inserted her fingers into his hair, "Actually, there is no need for tattoos. My heart has already been engraved with your name. You
I don’t believe it myself.”
Ximen Longting didn't say anything, but kissed her back and forth again, his soft lips brushing against her, which made people tremble.
Jing Jiaren's sensitive body trembled...
Ximen Longting entered very gently, choosing a position that would not harm the baby...
Although he was used to being rough, such a gentle style was a great torture to him.
Jing Jiaren wiped his sweat, and sometimes couldn't help but laugh at her, but he gave her a fierce and punishing push.
…
After the tenderness was over, Jing Jiaren leaned in his arms, feeling completely satisfied.
I saw Ximen Longting holding a desk calendar in his long hand, took a look at it, raised his eyebrows, and put it back.
"What's wrong?"
"fine!"
How could he hide it from her? He obviously had something on his mind.
"Ximen Longting, I'm thirsty, I want to drink water..."
Ximen Longting took out his arm, got out of bed naked, and went to pour her water.
Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to take a look at the desk calendar.
I saw that the calendar number 7 was crossed out with a red line, which represented the time that had passed.
Numbers 7 and 27 are both blank, and starting from the 28th, they are crossed.
Ximen Longting came back with water and saw her studying with a desk calendar. He frowned coldly: "Who allowed you to look at it randomly?"
"What do you mean by the cross here?"
"..."
"Ximen Longting, do you plan to stay with me for only 20 days and then leave again?"
"Don't think so wildly!"
"Otherwise, what does this mean?" Jing Jiaren turned to June and found that it was all red.
Ximen Longting stared at her angrily: "Drink water."
The desk calendar was about to be snatched away, but Jing Jiaren hurriedly avoided it to prevent him from snatching it away.
"If you don't tell me, I won't drink water. I'll just die of thirst!"
"..."
"I won't eat tonight, I'll starve to death!" Jing Jiaren deliberately threatened, "I just agreed that there should be no secrets between us, and you want to hide it from me!"
Ximen Longting glared at her in frustration: "Three months."