3509. Chapter 3509 This way the young master will be very happy
Sitting here in this posture is a bit too vulgar.
Ximen Longting opened her hand, and with a snap, Jing Jiaren's hand was numb and painful.
Jing Jiaren held down the back of her hand. She really came here to ask for a beating today. Her whole body was bruised and swollen by him, and her bones felt as if they had been run over.
Ximen Longting suddenly grabbed her wrist and stared at the back of her hand.
He stared at the red spot on her face, with a trace of bewildered regret on his face.
It's like a child who did something wrong without knowing the seriousness of it.
Jing Jiaren's heart softened instantly: "I don't blame you!"
"..."
"Ximen Longting, I don't blame you at all...including you canvassing votes for me, everything you do. I'm not blind. I know your starting point is because of me..."
Although those practices did not quite follow her wishes.
"I came to you today just to tell you, I... what did you do?"
Put it in front of his lips and gently ****...
Jing Jiaren's heart went from pain to suffocation, and she felt very uncomfortable.
"Ximen Longting, did you hear what I said? Have you sobered up?"
Why did he understand her pain and start to care about her when she didn't wake up?
But if he woke up, why didn't he say a word...
Ximen Longting took her hand and licked and kissed it intently, feeling the heat in his palm.
Wilson said from the side: "The young master is not very conscious yet. I suggest you say what you just said again when the young master is awake."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"This will make the young master very happy."
Does this make you happy?
The reason why he was upset was that she didn't explain it clearly in time at the venue?
Jing Jiaren suddenly felt deeply guilty.
"Stop drinking and go back to sleep...I'll see you tomorrow?"
Jing Jiaren twitched her hand, but he didn't let go. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly...
"Jing Jiaren...don't leave..."
The thick eyelashes had a fan-shaped arc in the darkness, and his voice was hoarse with fatigue: "You are mine."
The ticking cold water ironed the body temperature of the two of them, flowing with warmth.
Ximen Longting leaned on her shoulder and fell forward without strength...
How much alcohol did he drink?
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In the morning, Jing Jiaren woke up in the arms of a man. When she opened her eyes, she saw Ximen Longting's arrogant chin.
After he passed out last night, he asked Wilson to take him back to the mansion...
He was already heavy enough, yet he still held her tightly, tightly.
Wilson dispatched a stretcher truck and moved the two of them back together.
Jing Jiaren raised her hand with difficulty and poked his face with her index finger: "Ximen Longting, you are such a careless guy!"
Ximen Longting's hair was messy and curled, and his sleeping face was quiet and beautiful.
Jing Jiaren slowly moved his arm away - finally he no longer held her tightly like last night.
After finally leaving his arms, her whole body was suffocated with blood. She rubbed her numb body and saw the faint bruises on her arms.
Jing Jiaren walked into the bathroom and faced the mirror. Her ravaged body looked like she had just experienced domestic violence.
Not to mention Ximen Longting, even Jing Jiaren was shocked when she saw it.
It was really lucky that she didn't die in his hands last night...
The bones hurt so much. She rubbed her shoulder armor. Ximen Longting, after being tortured like this last night, at least I don’t owe you anymore, right?