Jing Jiaren sneezed loudly and hugged herself more tightly with her hands. Her throat was so salty from the sea water.
"Can you avoid..." She felt extremely cold, "I need temporary...private space."
Leng Lintian stood up and left. He didn't go far, but stood in front of the window with his back turned.
The huge space was extremely quiet, with only the sound of crackling and burning wood.
Jing Jiaren really didn't want to change her clothes in front of a strange man, but if she continued like this, she would freeze to death.
Rubbing her frozen hands, she went to unbutton her buttons and found that her fingers were so numb that she couldn't keep moving.
Leng Lintian's voice came: "If you need my help, just call."
"..."
Jing Jiaren didn't say anything, she just pressed the buttons harder.
Her fingers were almost numb from the cold...
"You will never change your stubborn temper no matter how many years it takes. It's you who will suffer."
He took a deep breath, turned around suddenly, and walked towards her again with a few strides.
Jing Jiaren stared at him defensively: "What do you want to do!?"
"I am your husband, legitimately," he stared at her closely, "now, I want to change my wife's clothes."
Unlike Leng Lintian after his amnesia, he has regained his strength that was soft yet strong.
A trace of jealousy flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes...
He spent more than three years in the hospital, gave up his woman to Ximen Longting, and even let her give birth to two children for him!
And he? Nothing!
"Go away, don't touch me..."
Jing Jiaren's face was so cold that her face turned purple, but she didn't allow Leng Lintian to come near at all.
This handsome man looked harmless, but he exuded an aura as evil as a poppy.
"If I don't touch you, how can I help you change your clothes? If you don't change your clothes, do you want to freeze to death?"
Leng Lintian suppressed her wrists and slightly pressed his knees against her struggling legs.
With his tall body half bent over, it was so easy to suppress her.
Jing Jiaren was so cold that she had no strength at all. She felt like her whole body was being pricked by thousands of needles, especially her scalp.
"How could a woman who had just given birth be immersed in such cold water?"
"..."
"Simon's treatment of you was despicable."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, if staying by his side brings you to the brink of death again and again, then I will take you back to my side." Leng Lintian unbuttoned her buttons forcefully, his narrow eyes filled with ice anger!
If this cruise ship hadn't happened to pass by, if he hadn't happened to see that little dot on the sea...
Jing Jiaren is now buried under the sea.
Jing Jiaren couldn't struggle and watched her clothes fall apart under his brute force.
Leng Lintian quickly pulled off the wet clothes one by one and threw them aside.
"Let me go... If you dare to touch me, I will kill you..." Jing Jiaren's weak threats had no effect at all and could not stop her, so she had to turn her face away and close her eyes.
The graceful neck hangs down like a dying white swan...
Leng Lintian stripped her naked as quickly as possible, including her socks, and wrapped her up in a towel.
Jing Jiaren was extremely insecure. She bent her knees and hugged herself with her hands, covering her key parts.
Leng Lintian raised his lips and smiled sarcastically: "I've seen your body a long time ago..."
Jing Jiaren rushed: "That's enough, who are you and what do you want to do to me?"