Jing Jiaren was speechless, he had stained all the beautiful memories!

He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He brought her here. His original intention was to get acquainted with her again and wash away all the bad memories of the past.

However, now it has become a more painful memory carved here.

"Come here." Ximen Longting ordered roughly.

Jing Jiaren walked over numbly...

The warm lights illuminate the room.

Jing Jiaren's skin is as white as snow, and her skin is like cream, her eyes are as clear as water, and her cheeks are naturally tinged with baby red.

Such a woman smiles like a fairy.

When she becomes proud, she becomes the Swan Queen again...

Hundreds of beauties and thousands of beauties.

Even if you don’t smile, the beauty is alluring, like a dream...

Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes narrowly. Now he couldn't tell whether he liked her appearance or her unruly rebelliousness. Was he possessive because of his love for beauty, or was he aroused to live with her?

An innate desire to conquer.

In short, even if he is blind, he will not like her inside.

Because this woman has no connotation at all.

His big palm suddenly pressed down on her head and pushed it down roughly.

He forced her to kiss him there...

Jing Jiaren rubbed her neck in resistance.

"What, do you think you're dirty?" He pressed harder, "I've never thought you were dirty."

He did this to her because of love, full of holy love, and of course not dirty.

But the way she treats him now is that she is being oppressed and treated like a slave!

…

…

That night was a painful memory for Jing Jiaren.

It hurt so much that she thought she had never loved in this life, and it hurt so much that she never wanted to love again in the next life...

She was tortured until midnight, feeling that her weak frame would collapse at any time.

Ximen Longting's expression was cruel and ferocious.

Jing Jiaren looked at him, her eyes getting colder and colder.

"What are you looking at me for?" His tall and strong body shook, and he pressed her eyes hard, "Don't look at me."

"..."

"Don't look at me!!!"

Suddenly, her breathing was suppressed hard by a big pillow.

Ximen Longting pressed her hard, unable to look directly at the tears... and despair pouring from her eyes.

It was she who gave him hope and threw him from heaven to hell.

"Hate me, Jing Jiaren..."

His cruel voice said over and over again in her ears:

"If you hate me, you will never forget me for the rest of your life. Even if you leave me, I will make your spirit suffer."

"..."

"This is the price you pay for letting me down..."

Jing Jiaren was pressed by the pillow and couldn't breathe, but her body was undergoing the most humiliating and cruel abuse.

Her hands and feet struggled feebly, pushing against his chest...

She can't die, even if she really doesn't live anymore, she still has to rescue Leng Aofeng and Jiaren, and put Wenxin and Nuanwen Bill in place.

Only after letting go of all her worries can she die?!

Will she really want to die then...

Jing Jiaren's tears soaked the pillow. If her death could relieve his hatred, she would!

The last trace of oxygen seems to be deprived.

Jing Jiaren's hands softened and she no longer had the strength to resist.

Her hands fell softly on the complicated sheets. At one point, her brain was deprived of oxygen, as if her soul had really floated out of her body, and she was coldly looking down at Ximen Longting's behavior from above.

If you love someone and don't get treated like this, she will never want his love again.
Chapter completed!