Leng Lintian raised his lips and smiled, his eyes full of smiles, as if he had never been so happy.
He felt that Jing Jiaren was beginning to be unable to bear the effects of the medicine...
Jing Jiaren was as confused as a cloud, she just wanted to quickly reduce her overwhelming heat. Subconsciously, she was driven by the effect of the medicine and knew what to do to make herself comfortable.
She grabbed his shirt with her little hands and squeezed hard.
Leng Lintian was afraid of crushing her, so he fell on one side of the big bed next to her.
Jing Jiaren reacted passively and took the initiative. She suddenly jumped up and pounced on him, trying to take off his clothes.
Leng Lintian finally checked where the cameras in this bedroom were and what position was most convenient for taking pictures. He moved his body and lay down in the center of the big bed.
With a slight smile: "Honey, I'm ready."
Jing Jiaren's eyes were fierce.
"Tonight, I am yours, at your mercy."
As he spoke, Leng Lintian made a big gesture and placed his hands on both sides of his head.
And just by his movement, he seemed to sense some mechanism, and the big bed suddenly made mechanical sounds of rotation and locks -
Leng Lintian found that his hands and feet were restrained!
His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the smile on his lips suddenly froze.
Damn it, Luo Lei had such a bad taste and set up such a perverted mechanism in the big bed.
It seemed like he was really going to endure being tortured by Jing Jiaren tonight.
"Baby, hurry up..." Leng Lintian was burning with desire, and his body like a lion was rising like a majestic wind.
But at this moment, Jing Jiaren felt sick in her stomach, and with a sound, she vomited on Leng Lintian's chest...
A pungent smell came...
Leng Lintian frowned, but because it was Jing Jiaren, he tried to endure it and said: "Honey, stop vomiting, take off my clothes quickly."
Jing Jiaren vomited and woke up slightly.
"I...go to the bathroom..."
Jing Jiaren stumbled out of bed and wanted to go to the bathroom. Her mind was confused and her body was burning with heat. She kept feeling nauseous and felt very uncomfortable.
Leng Lintian saw her walking towards the door of the cubicle——
"Wife, baby, my little princess... you are going in the wrong direction..."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren!"
Jing Jiaren's whole body was filled with passion as she got closer and closer to the ajar door.
There is light on the other side of the door crack, as if opening the door will reveal a precious treasure...
Leng Lintian tried his best to get up, but his body was tightly restrained by the handcuffs, making him unable to move at all.
On this side, Ximen Longting was also tied to the bed and could clearly hear every movement coming from there. From the first moment when Jing Jiaren and Leng Lintian fell in love, his heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Then bit by bit it was chipped into ice chips with an axe.
[My husband is not like some people, who likes to kiss other people’s bodies in a perverted way, so there are no disgusting things like hickeys. Don’t imagine yourself anymore.]
[If you don’t believe it, do you still want me to linger with him in front of you to prove it?]
【Do you have to hear it with your own ears and see it with your own eyes before you will be willing to do it? 】
…
Jing Jiaren really hated him and arranged this scene personally just to take revenge on him?
His heart was frozen and desolate, his pale lips pursed, and a terrifying roar erupted from the bottom of his heart.
For her, he had fallen from being a king to such a desolate level that he was willing to kneel down, kiss her toes, and be her slave...
But what she gave him was whipping after whipping.