"I said that just to provoke you... You haven't spoken, what can I do?"
Ximen Longting curled up his lips and smiled sarcastically: "How could you speak so smoothly if you didn't think so in your heart? Besides, if you didn't think so, how could you leave me alone?"
"Why do you think the worst?"
"Forget me, I shouldn't have come, so I should let you and Leng Lintian sleep together." Ximen Longting left her alone, walked away from her to the bedside, and sat down on the bed.
"Ximen Longting, when you get angry, I don't know how to deal with you." Jing Jiaren smiled, trying to ease the atmosphere. Ximen Longting, like her, is a stubborn person.
"Well said, after so many years, you don't know how to deal with me... Is it that I'm difficult to deal with, or have you never used your heart?"
At this time... you can use your trump card.
Jing Jiaren walked up to him, pulled off the zipper with one hand, and let her skirt fall to the ground.
She clearly felt that Ximen Longting's body had become tense. Before she even got close, something was wrong with him.
Jing Jiaren sighed. The most direct way for a couple to quarrel at the end of the bed is...
Jing Jiaren walked up to him, held Ximen Longting's head in her hands and let him look at her.
Ximen Longting took away her hand, and her hand slid down his shirt and touched his hot skin!
"Jing Jiaren!"
Ximen Longting held down her flailing little hands, his breathing obviously stagnant.
"Ximen Longting, I miss you...I really miss you." Jing Jiaren said with a charming smile.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows and stared at her face: "I'm not interested in seeing your ugly face!"
"Liar...your body obviously has feelings."
Ximen Longting's tone of voice was changing, and his breathing was rapid.
Jing Jiaren shamelessly sat on his lap. What else did she want to do? Ximen Longting pushed her hard and threw her on the bed.
"No one has ever dared to use me as a tool for sexual release, Jing Jiaren, you are the first!"
Putting aside his harsh words, Ximen Longting stood up, picked up his coat and strode towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
"smoke!"
"Didn't you quit smoking? Your stomach -"
"It's not your turn to take care of it." Ximen Longting opened the door, "Since I can't take care of your affairs, don't take care of me in the future!"
The moment the door opened, Jing Jiaren covered her body with the quilt, fearing that the bodyguards outside would see her. When the door closed, she picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on. When she opened the door, there was Ximen Longting outside.
shadow?
Jing Jiaren felt relieved. Seeing the two bodyguards left to guard her, she guessed that Ximen Longting would come back.
She returned to the room and checked, and the luggage bag Ximen Longting brought was still there.
She walked into the bathroom to wash her hands. There was a set of human skin mask tools on the sink.
Jing Jiaren stared at her face in the mirror, originally thinking that this ordinary face was a protective talisman, but it turned out to be unnecessary.
Using potion to soften the human skin mask, Jing Jiaren tore off her face... A fair and beautiful face was reflected in the mirror.
Jing Jiaren also took off her wig, and her long, thick and curly hair flowed down, light and fluffy, making her face look as petite as a slap.
Jing Jiaren washed her face, returned to the room and opened Ximen Longting's luggage bag, and unexpectedly saw the scorpion puppet.
Jing Jiaren smiled and narrowed her eyes. The CEO wore the King Scorpion everywhere. People who didn't know better thought he was so childish?