Jing Jiaren immediately stretched out her hand to support his chest, guarding it against his chest.
Leng Lintian's eyes were so deep that he seemed to drown her.
"I'm awake."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, I have never been so awake like now!"
Jing Jiaren looked at him in horror: "Tell me what happened?"
"Here," he pointed to his mind, "I remember more and more things from the past..."
Jing Jiaren's heart beat very fast for some unknown reason——
"I'm afraid that when I fully remember it, I will no longer be me." There was a terrifying obsession in his eyes, "I am becoming more and more unable to control myself!"
What does it mean? His memory is remembering more and more?
"How much do you remember?"
"You should be lucky that you haven't remembered much..." He grinned his lower lip, clasped her chin with his big hand, and rubbed it back and forth.
Jing Jiaren's heartbeat became more and more violent, and she saw something bursting out of his eyes.
The next second, he would kiss her with a wine-smelling kiss.
Jing Jiaren hasn't seen such a strong Leng Lintian for a long time...
Her face quickly turned away from his lips.
It was like two people playing a wrestling match, Jing Jiaren's face seemed to be twisting and being rubbed by his lips.
The strength of a man is so great and he is so strong that he cannot resist.
Jing Jiaren's tripod moved away from him, trying to push him away: "Leng Lintian, you are drunk, get out, get away... Is there anyone..."
She shouted loudly. The guards outside the door were all dead and no one would hear her.
Jing Jiaren's eyes narrowed and she slapped him in the face with a sudden slap.
"Please wake up!"
This kiss seemed to knock Leng Lintian half awake?
He narrowed his eyes slightly and paused, looking at the woman who was tightly restrained by him in the chair and was so panicked that she couldn't hold her breath.
There was something flashing in his eyes, and he slowly let go of her.
Jing Jiaren immediately grabbed her collar tightly and stared at him defensively: "Go away, get out immediately, otherwise I won't be polite!"
Leng Lintian chuckled: "It's just a kiss, and you resist so fiercely?"
"..."
"Beauty, what's wrong with me?"
Jing Jiaren's face turned away heavily, her eyes searching around to see if there was anything she could use to defend herself.
Leng Lintian's aura enveloped the entire room, with strong pressure: "Look at me."
"..."
"Look at me, one last time."
Jing Jiaren's heart beat rapidly, her neck stiffly twisted apart, and she never looked back.
Leng Lintian raised his hand and smoothed her messed up hair with his fingers...
Jing Jiaren immediately overreacted and threw away his hand, screaming loudly: "Stay away from me, don't you understand!?"
He was drunk, and she was really afraid of what he would do to her if he was irrational.
His breath seemed to be on her face, burning her ears, and then, the warmth slowly left.
Leng Lintian stepped away and the footsteps slowly left.
When Jing Jiaren heard the door closing, she turned around. Her long hair was messy and hanging down. Her face was pale, and she looked flustered and at a loss.
She is such an idiot. She should have noticed something was wrong with Leng Lintian a long time ago...
He saw the change in her eyes. Why did he only notice it now?