Jing Meixue shook her head and said, "I'm fine. I'm not injured at all, but my whole body is sore... He's very gentle."
The last four words turned into the most mocking knife and stabbed Jing Jiaren in the chest.
He is very gentle...
He! Very! Gentle! Soft!
"Master Xi." Jing Meixue suddenly called out in a low voice, her cheeks flushed shyly, just like a young girl in Huaichun seeing the person she admired.
Jing Jiaren's back was stiff and she didn't even have the courage to look back at him.
The man's cold voice came: "Is the beating over?"
"..."
"Master Xi, I heard that you are leaving?" Jing Meixue asked, "Aren't you coming back?"
Ximen Longting walked down the spiral staircase in an awe-inspiring manner. He didn't even spare a glance at her and stared at Jing Jiaren: "Let's go."
All the expectations Jing Meixue had just now were like withered roses, quickly withering.
"Take good care of yourself. I will ask my servants to inform your father and he will come to pick you up soon." Jing Jiaren patted her shoulder and turned to leave.
Jing Meixue suddenly grabbed her hand: "Take me with you."
"..."
"I want to go too."
Jing Jiaren frowned slightly: "Why?"
"Because..." Jing Meixue's eyes dimmed. She is now Ximen Longting's woman. In her view of love, her first time will only be given to the man she loves most. Wherever he goes, she will take him.
Follow wherever you go.
"Because you promised me that as long as I serve Master Xi, you will reward me."
"..."
"I don't want any other reward, just let me go with you." She shook Jing Jiaren's arm coquettishly, "I promise not to cause any trouble to you."
Jing Jiaren should have said no immediately, Ximen Longting is the devil, and anyone who comes near him will be dragged into hell by him.
But the longing in Jing Meixue's eyes made Jing Jiaren unable to refuse...
Moreover, maybe Ximen Longting has also become obsessed with Jing Meixue and wants to take her away?
"Then I have to ask Master Xi whether he agrees." Jing Jiaren turned her face and handed him the difficult question.
It's up to him to refuse, so Jing Meixue will give up; if he agrees to take her with him, even better, he changes his goal and starts to be obsessed with her, and Jing Jiaren can be freed.
He was taking the leather gloves from Wilson and putting them on.
Hearing Jing Jiaren's question, his figure suddenly stiffened.
The red pupils were like huge flowing whirlpools, and he tried his best to hide his anger: "No."
Jing Jiaren didn't expect that he would refuse so readily.
Jing Meixue didn't expect that her face changed and tears filled her eyes almost immediately...
"Why not?" Jing Jiaren asked.
"You like to ask questions knowingly?"
"I don't know." Jing Jiaren said mockingly, "If you are not interested in her, don't accept her this afternoon, don't give her gentle fantasies and make her expect something from you."
"Gentle fantasy?" Ximen Longting leaned on the armrest and laughed evilly, "What have I done?"
"You did something nasty and despicable to her, and you forgot about it so quickly?"
Ximen Longting glanced at Jing Meixue. The anticipation and shyness in her eyes immediately made him understand what was going on - the two women had misunderstood.
He was not in a hurry to explain, and responded coldly: "You put her into my mouth with your own hands. Have you forgotten too?"
"...I haven't forgotten it. But there is a fundamental difference between being passive and being active!"
"Since we all have to eat 'dessert', what's the difference between eating it by yourself and being fed?" Jing Meixue shook her head and said, "I'm fine. I'm not injured at all. My whole body is just sore... He's very gentle."
The last four words turned into the most mocking knife and stabbed Jing Jiaren in the chest.
He is very gentle...
He! Very! Gentle! Soft!
"Master Xi." Jing Meixue suddenly called out in a low voice, her cheeks flushed shyly, just like a young girl in Huaichun seeing the person she admired.
Jing Jiaren's back was stiff and she didn't even have the courage to look back at him.
The man's cold voice came: "Is the beating over?"
"..."
"Master Xi, I heard that you are leaving?" Jing Meixue asked, "Aren't you coming back?"
Ximen Longting walked down the spiral staircase in an awe-inspiring manner. He didn't even spare a glance at her and stared at Jing Jiaren: "Let's go."
All the expectations Jing Meixue had just now were like withered roses, quickly withering.
"Take good care of yourself. I will ask my servants to inform your father and he will come to pick you up soon." Jing Jiaren patted her shoulder and turned to leave.
Jing Meixue suddenly grabbed her hand: "Take me with you."
"..."
"I want to go too."
Jing Jiaren frowned slightly: "Why?"
"Because..." Jing Meixue's eyes dimmed. She is now Ximen Longting's woman. In her view of love, her first time will only be given to the man she loves most. Wherever he goes, she will take him.
Follow wherever you go.
"Because you promised me that as long as I serve Master Xi, you will reward me."
"..."
"I don't want any other reward, just let me go with you." She shook Jing Jiaren's arm coquettishly, "I promise not to cause any trouble to you."
Jing Jiaren should have said no immediately, Ximen Longting is the devil, and anyone who comes near him will be dragged into hell by him.
But the longing in Jing Meixue's eyes made Jing Jiaren unable to refuse...
Moreover, maybe Ximen Longting has also become obsessed with Jing Meixue and wants to take her away?
"Then I have to ask Master Xi whether he agrees." Jing Jiaren turned her face and handed him the difficult question.
It's up to him to refuse, so Jing Meixue will give up; if he agrees to take her with him, even better, he changes his goal and starts to be obsessed with her, and Jing Jiaren can be freed.
He was taking the leather gloves from Wilson and putting them on.
Hearing Jing Jiaren's question, his figure suddenly stiffened.
The red pupils were like huge flowing whirlpools, and he tried his best to hide his anger: "No."
Jing Jiaren didn't expect that he would refuse so readily.
Jing Meixue didn't expect that her face changed and tears filled her eyes almost immediately...
"Why not?" Jing Jiaren asked.
"You like to ask questions knowingly?"
"I don't know." Jing Jiaren said mockingly, "If you are not interested in her, don't accept her this afternoon, don't give her gentle fantasies and make her expect something from you."
"Gentle fantasy?" Ximen Longting leaned on the armrest and laughed evilly, "What have I done?"
"You did something nasty and despicable to her, and you forgot about it so quickly?"
Ximen Longting glanced at Jing Meixue. The anticipation and shyness in her eyes immediately made him understand what was going on - the two women had misunderstood.
He was not in a hurry to explain, and responded coldly: "You put her into my mouth with your own hands. Have you forgotten too?"
"...I haven't forgotten it. But there is a fundamental difference between being passive and being active!"
"Since we all have to eat 'dessert', what's the difference between eating it yourself and being fed to it?"