"Why are you so anxious? How can you digest it if you drink it so quickly?" Jing Jiaren looked at the side dishes, "Didn't you keep shouting that you are tired of the vegetable porridge and want to eat some meat? Why don't you eat it with it?"
Only then did Ximen Longting discover the forgotten plate of meat.
With a wicked smile, he looked at the bigger piece of "meat" in front of him: "You are the meat I want to eat most right now."
"You stinking scoundrel, you are still not honest when you are so sick."
"Only those who are dishonest can give birth to a baby with red eyes." He smiled evilly.
"Eat the meat, take a good rest, and wait for digestion."
The implication is that there will be fun in eating meat tonight.
As soon as Ximen Longting thought about the scene of being raped the night before, his lower body immediately became filled with blood, excited, and hardened.
After sweeping away a pile of meat, he was ready to have another "satisfying meal".
Jing Jiaren brought a razor and looked at his unshaven beard: "Sit still and let me shave it for you."
After being imprisoned for several days, he looked completely slovenly. The man's beard started to turn green after not shaving for several days.
I sighed in my heart, just think of it as the last benefit given to him.
Looking back, I was indeed hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and had always had a tough attitude towards him.
Jing Jiaren sat beside the bed and raised the pillow for Ximen Longting, not allowing him to move.
"Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"
"Is shaving your beard doing you good?"
"As long as you are not harsh towards me, you are doing me good."
"Stop talking, I'm going to start shaving!"
Ximen Longting pursed his lips. People say that if a man has thin lips, he is unkind. Ximen Longting's lips are very thin, but the outline is very strong. Matching the whole face shape, he is so handsome and heart-warming.
He is also very handsome without shaving his beard and looks much more masculine, but he looks more refreshing and clean after shaving.
Jing Jiaren picked him carefully, but he was not honest at all.
Reach out and touch her face, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips...
The fingers kept scratching all over her face and tangled in her hair.
His breath was so unstable, he had been waiting anxiously.
Jing Jiaren felt his breath: "I told you to stop moving."
She took off his hand harshly.
Only three minutes after she was thrown out, he touched her shoulders, collarbone, and white neck again...
If she hadn't been shaving him, he would have wanted to pounce on her and bite her.
She saw that the rough palm was about to slip into her little white rabbit.
Jing Jiaren grabbed her hand and took it out of her clothes: "I told you not to move."
"You've been shaving for a long time." His eyes were dark, and every second was torture.
"If you don't stop holding your hands, I will leave."
This time, she opened her eyes from his slutty hand stroking back and forth on her thigh: "If you are not honest for one second, you will die, right?"
"Jing Jiaren, you are deliberately torturing me."
Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes: "Is this torturing you?"
He had done so many excessive things to her, could she just let go of it? What's more, he was setting her up even when he forced her to confess.
She also had to tease him a little bit.
"Okay, I'm done shaving."
Ximen Longting opened his arms, ready for the tiger to pounce on him.
Jing Jiaren took out a nail clipper: "Wait a minute, I want to trim your nails for you."
Ximen Longting: "..."
"How about it? You are the first man I have ever enjoyed such service from me. Shouldn't you feel grateful?"
"In normal times, I would love your service so much." Ximen Longting tried his best to endure it.