"What is this!?" Damn woman, she actually explained it like this!
Jing Jiaren's clear eyes rolled: "Isn't there a word that is very popular nowadays to explain this relationship?"
"..."
"It's nice to call me bed partner, but it's not nice to say... cannon~friend."
Ximen Longting's face immediately turned gray.
He is the majestic Ximen BOSS, and one day he will actually become a cannon~ friend!
It’s good that she didn’t call him a duck. He should be grateful for this woman’s venomous mouth!?
Ximen Longting's eyes gradually dimmed, and he quickly tightened his grip on her shoulders and asked, "Why didn't you dream of Leng Lintian and call him by his name?"
Jing Jiaren smiled helplessly: "Probably, your skills in bed are better... which suits my taste."
"..."
"Let me go." Jing Jiaren's arms were stiff and weak, so she pulled his hand.
Ximen Longting slowly let go and said, "Are you admitting that your body is loyal to me?"
"Whatever you think!" I didn't have the energy to argue anymore.
"Then I'm not too much of a failure. I made you fall in love with my body."
Jing Jiaren paused as she walked out of the bathroom...
Ximen Longting quickly followed out and sat on the edge of the bed, watching her pick up her clothes and pants with burning eyes.
Jing Jiaren turned her back, he was really rude.
"Jing Jiaren, if you still have needs in this regard, I don't mind if you come to me. I can be your bed partner at any time!"
Jing Jiaren's heart was stabbed hard. She actually didn't like hearing Ximen Longting talk about herself like this...
But it was she who said the words.
A double-edged sword, every time she was stabbed, she would bleed...
Jing Jiaren took her clothes and walked back to the bathroom and adjusted the water valve.
Just as I was about to take off my bathrobe, the door opened again with a bang.
Jing Jiaren's fingers froze, couldn't she avoid him? He had to follow her wherever she went?
Ximen Long Tingtian came over shamelessly, holding her yukata belt in his hand: "My bedmate asked me to help you take it off."
"..."
"Let your bed partner take care of your bath."
Jing Jiaren's shoulders trembled: "Ximen Longting, have you had enough trouble?"
"That's not enough...it was your bedmate who made you dirty, so of course I have to clean you and return it to its original owner." He sarcastically pulled off her bathrobe and pointed the showerhead at her.
As the warm water flowed down, Jing Jiaren felt uncomfortable as if it was burned into her skin...
"Get out!"
"You were so fond of me as your bed partner last night, but you changed your mind today? Jing Jiaren, tell me, which bed partner am I?"
Forever, the first, no one else...
Jing Jiaren opened and closed her mouth twice, and water flowed into her mouth along her delicate features, leaving her throat bitter.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to say, many years later, if you are not married and I am not married, we can still be together.
The one who is blocking her now is Jing’s father. When Jing’s father recovers from his illness, they can be together...
However, she has no way to guarantee when Jing's father will recover from his illness. If it takes ten or eight years, will she and Ximen Longting continue to consume each other like this?
Ximen Longting held her with one hand to prevent her from escaping. He applied shower gel with his other hand and scrubbed her body almost violently.
"Do you like your bed partner to treat you like this?" He bit her earlobe evilly.
Jing Jiaren took a sensitive breath: "Don't mention this word again!"
"What word? Like, or bed partner?"
"I told you not to mention it again! Can you please consider me wrong..." Jing Jiaren was almost driving herself crazy.