Jing Jiaren looked at his cold, stinky face. She didn't know why, but she found it funny every time she saw him.
"Ximen Longting, sit here. Hurry up."
Ximen Longting reluctantly sat down in the rust-proof single iron chair.
Jing Jiaren praised: "You're so good, take off your clothes first."
Ximen Longting pulled off his clothes and threw them to the ground viciously.
Jing Jiaren continued to praise: "You're so good, take off your pants now."
Ximen Longting gritted his teeth: "Do you think I'm a dog!?"
He only gave instructions and actions... and just stroked and stroked his head as a way of praising him.
Jing Jiaren smiled and narrowed her eyes: "How could that happen? You are much smarter than a dog."
"Are you looking for death? Compare me to a dog."
"Take it off quickly, it's so dirty."
Jing Jiaren put her unkempt hair aside, walked over and closed the bathroom door: "You are really like a young man. What's wrong with you closing the door casually?"
Even if the door is closed, the sound in the bathroom can still be heard clearly.
Because the space is not large, this kind of house does not have good sound insulation measures.
Leng Lintian lazily sank into the sofa and heard the sound of the two talking from time to time...
"Ximen Longting, lower your head and I'll help you wash your hair." Jing Jiaren picked up the bun and poured water on his head. Her other hand seemed to move her hair skillfully to soak it.
"Is this intensity okay?"
"reluctantly."
"Is the water temperature OK?"
"improvise."
"You will die if you don't talk like a bitch?" Jing Jiaren was not polite, "You won't praise me..."
"It would be your honor to wash my hair."
Leng Lintian listened to it, and it was extremely harsh. What an honor? If Jing Jiaren was willing to wash his hair and bathe him, he would be willing to die.
An uncontrollable anxiety arose in his heart, rushing through his body with nowhere to vent.
However, the sound in the bathroom is clearer...
Jing Jiaren suddenly barked and laughed: "Little poodle, what are you doing?"
Ximen Longting held Jing Jiaren in his arms, with his chest bare and only wearing wet triangle men's underwear...sexy and strong.
The water flowed down his chest, and he couldn't help but rub against Jing Jiaren's body, get close to her, and be intimate with her.
"What did you call me?"
"Little poodle...I was wrong..."
Then, the sound in the bathroom disappeared...
Leng Lintian took out a lighter and lit it several times but it couldn't light up.
The less sound there is, the more congested his breath becomes. He can't help but think about what they are doing inside!
In fact, Jing Jiaren didn't do anything...she just suppressed Ximen Longting and didn't allow him to speak loudly anymore.
"The soundproofing measures in this house are not good. If you make too much noise, grandma will hear it." Jing Jiaren said softly, "You don't want to be kicked out, do you?"
Ximen Longting had a profound meaning: "No matter how bad the sound insulation measures are, it will not spread to the next door... Are you afraid that Leng Lintian will hear it?"
That's right, such a blatant display of affection is really too much.
Although she couldn't accept Leng Lintian, she couldn't hurt him so unscrupulously!
However, a cruel smile appeared on Ximen Longting's face: "Don't you know that not making a sound makes people think more?"
What?
Jing Jiaren frowned, but before she understood what he meant, his big evil hands, wet with water, hugged her waist.
Jing Jiaren glared at him: "Dishonest!"
Fortunately, she didn't take a shower either, so her whole body was wet...