Ximen Longting covered her body, and his breathing began to become deeper:
"The skirt is too close-fitting, I'm afraid it will tear you!"
Very comfortable answer...
Every word of Ximen Longting is the most beautiful love story in the world.
But the strange thing is that every time it comes out of his mouth, it doesn't feel disgusting and is very domineering.
Jing Jiaren put her fingers on his hair to straighten it, and saw that his breathing was heavier and heavier.
It was rare that she had the intention of teasing him: "Do you want my help?"
"quick!"
Jing Jiaren's hand touched her waist. The design of the zipper was indeed very concealed. She had been looking for it for a long time when she wanted to wear it.
As soon as the skirt was pulled back, it was caught in Ximen Longting's hand. He pulled it hard several times. The quality was quite good and the fabric was thick, but it couldn't be torn open for a while.
"You've already taken it off, and you're still tearing it apart?"
"How dare you wear clothes that other men bought for you!? I have long disliked them and have wanted to tear them apart for a long time!"
This morning in the hotel restaurant, he wanted to take action. When he saw the hangtag, he knew it was a brand that Jing Jiaren couldn't afford!
"How long are you going to fight with a skirt? What's the point?" Jing Jiaren blew in his ear.
Ximen Longting immediately crumpled his skirt into a ball and threw it far away...
"Beauty, here comes the point..."
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Jing Jiaren's eyes were slightly blurred. She looked at the intricately patterned ceiling and the weight of the man on her body. She thought she was used to it.
She used to feel heavy, but now when he leaves her, it feels like she has lost an entire city.
Deep and sometimes shallow penetration was his usual rhythm.
Jing Jiaren hugged his shoulders tightly, and sometimes the two of them would touch their lips and kiss each other passionately.
Jing Jiaren's long hair is spread on the big snow-white pillow, her eyelashes are as long as wings, and her delicate facial features look particularly elegant in her lust.
Her long hair flowed between his fingers and was kissed by his lips.
Jing Jiaren's body trembled and she gradually became better.
Suddenly, the sense of rhythm disappeared, and Ximen Longting paused suddenly, looking deeply at her without moving.
Jing Jiaren's blurred eyes opened and moved uneasily.
"Jing Jiaren," his voice was hoarse at this time, "did you do anything last night?"
It turned out that he paused deliberately at this time to force her to tell the truth.
"What do you think? Uh..."
"I ask you, do you have it?"
He was also very petty about the issue that bothered him the most, and he never forgot it until this moment.
Jing Jiaren raised her head with a smile and pecked him on the lips: "If you are like them, I am not... We are the same."
Their eyes met in the air, and they smiled tacitly for the first time.
"Be good, this is your reward."
Ximen Longting's eyes were as red as flames, burning and jumping as he caressed her at an accelerated pace.
She tasted the sweetness first, but he didn't.
Ximen Longting held her up, put her on pillows, put her on the table, or made her kneel beside the bed, playing with her in every possible way.
I have to say that the beastly Ximen BOSS is really a beast and very thorough.
However, the effect Ximen Longting wanted to sweat was achieved. He was drenched in sweat and even the sheets were wet from his throat.
"Ximen Longting, you didn't sleep last night, please take a nap." She rested on her right arm, stroking his sweaty hair and said.
I saw him yawning for the third time, but trying to hold on to sleepiness.
He is really sleepy...
Ximen Longting's eyes were bloodshot due to sleepiness. The medicine must have taken effect, and he was exhausted from exercising.