What a joke, Jing Jiaren has never been afraid of such a scary person as Ximen Longting.
After taking dozens of photos, Jing Jia selected a few with particularly beautiful angles and artistic conceptions, and put them into the heart-warming Whosher (similar to WeChat and MiChat). Once a photo is published, as long as the software is logged in on the phone,
, will be notified like a text message.
"He uses this software very often, right?" Jing Jiaren confirmed again and again.
"Yes, he uses this software as his main communication for work. If you send it like this, he will definitely see it."
"That's the best." Jing Jiaren curled her lips with satisfaction, "He dares to bully you like this, and I will help you get your dignity back with all your profits."
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The servants were standing outside, not knowing what Jing Jia and Wen Xinnuan were doing, but they heard their vague laughter from time to time.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, a sumptuous and romantic candlelight supper was prepared...
Wen Xinnuan was tired from taking pictures. When she saw that there was something to eat, her hungry stomach made her want to start eating immediately.
"Wait a minute, the male protagonist hasn't appeared yet."
"The male protagonist?" Wen Xinnuan frowned.
"The bodyguards here all have strong bodies. Although their faces are not good, parts of their bodies can be used. For example, their chests and arms?" Jing Jiaren asked the servant to call all the bodyguards over and give Wen Xinnuan a choice.
"No..."
"If you keep nagging me, I will help you choose it myself?"
"Beauty, I beg you, don't torture me like this..."
Jing Jiaren ordered: "You guys, take off all your shirts and let me see your muscles."
Wen Xinnuan hurriedly covered her eyes, and Jing Jiaren took her hand away: "Wen Xinnuan, it's okay to be shy, but it must be appropriate. Now is the best time to train you."
Wine club.
The stern man held the goblet in his hand and drank the red wine as whiskey.
His stomach no longer allowed him to drink strong alcohol, but his depressed mood really made him want to get drunk.
Wilson's cell phone rang. At this time, the servant was scheduled to report what the beautiful lady had done.
"Miss Jing and her friends have been in the dressing room for a long time. They just took a shower in the bathroom and are now preparing supper."
The phone turned on the loudspeaker, and the sound reached Ximen Longting's ears.
He snorted coldly, she was still in the mood to put on makeup, take a bath and eat late night snacks.
"How is Miss Jing feeling?"
"She was in a good mood, talking and laughing with Miss Wen..."
Ximen Longting frowned. From this moment on, he would put aside this ruthless and cold-hearted woman and do everything he wanted to do.
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Colombia, same bathroom.
The water in the wide bathing pool was turbulent, the bodies of men and women were tightly intertwined, and the charming atmosphere spread.
The masculine back is tight and the proportions are perfect. With the undulating movements, the back stretches into hard and sharp lines.
The woman beneath him tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, her breathing lingering in her bones.
"Well...I can't stand it anymore...it's so painful..."
"pain?"
"Don't go... I like this kind of pain... Ahh... ha... I want to give you my life..."
The man laughed coldly. His scarlet lips exuded a wild and cold viciousness.
"It turns out you like this way. Next time we won't do foreplay, we will take you roughly, and then slowly grind your body out."
The deep magnetic voice is an invitation from hell.