He searched her body insatiably until the two of them were sweating profusely again.
The whole bed sheet was wrinkled by them and full of the smell of hormones...
Ximen Longting rubbed the bridge of her nose and said, "How many times have you slept in bed?"
"I told you, last night was the first time I was interrupted by you. We have never been together before!"
"What about simply sleeping?" he said, "I have slept on this bed several times and I want it back."
Jing Jiaren laughed. This man just said that he had changed it, but now he was being petty again, but he didn't know it yet.
"No, he never slept in this bed once."
"real?"
"..."
"I believe you." He rubbed the bridge of her nose, trying to convince himself to believe her.
Then he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom to help her wash up.
The two of them stuck together and were about to take a bath. He couldn't help but ask: "Has he used this bathtub before?"
"No! He has been in China since I was imprisoned here, and he just came back yesterday."
Ximen Longting was a little relieved, put her in, and asked: "Why?"
It is not the behavior of a hungry wolf to leave a delicious "dinner" here without eating it.
Jing Jiaren lay on the bathtub: "Because, about a week ago, I kicked him and the area was swollen. The doctor said he can't have sex for a week."
Ximen Longting paused while waterproofing.
"You don't believe it? Then forget it."
"I believe it."
"It's so difficult -" Every time he said the letter, he would look at her questioningly. But it didn't matter, it didn't happen overnight, it took time.
Ximen Longting picked up the towel and showered her head. Jing Jiaren called out in a low voice: "Don't wash there, don't touch the water yet."
Ximen Longting pushed aside her thick hair and saw the wound.
His eyes immediately turned serious: "How did you do it?"
"The bottle was smashed down..."
"Did he smash it?" Damn it, I should have shot him twice more.
"No..." Jing Jiaren combed her hair and whispered, "Myself."
Ximen Longting raised her chin: "What did you say?"
"He wanted to use force at that time. I had no choice but to knock myself out." Jing Jiaren whispered, "I know you don't believe it. I was so proactive last night, but this is the truth."
"Why are you so proactive after such a fierce resistance?"
Most people can't understand this logic.
"I have said that before he imprisoned me, I must have struggled to escape and refused to obey; later, he promised to give me everything I wanted, and I compromised."
"Tell me what you want."
"I don't expect anything else from you, as long as you can give me freedom." Jing Jiaren raised her eyes and looked at him.
"..."
"I know you are thinking about it. I won't force you. You can think about it slowly." Jing Jiaren picked up the towel and asked, "Do you want me to rub your back?"
Ximen Longting pressed her body down and took a shower cap to cover her hair to prevent the wound from getting wet.
Regardless of whether what she said was true or not, he felt sorry for her injury...
He kissed her on the top of her head through the shower cap: "No matter what happens in the future, you can't hurt yourself."
"What you mean is that you would rather accept me being raped by him..."
"Of course not!"
"Okay, it doesn't work, I understand." She smiled helplessly, "I have explained everything clearly, are you not angry anymore?"
Ximen Longting's red eyes flashed darkly, did she give him the right to be angry?