The next second, her body was suddenly pulled into his arms.

The hot embrace made her heart tremble.

Ximen Longting lowered his face, found her lips, and repeatedly ravaged her lips with the hotness.

The taste of wine passed through his lips and teeth, dyeing it with a special fragrance...

Ximen Longting couldn't control himself and kissed her wildly again and again.

So fanatical, as if venting.

The male's hands lifted up her skirt, explored between her legs, and rubbed her sensitive areas.

Jing Jiaren's slender legs were spread apart and wrapped around his waist.

In fact, she had a caesarean section, so there was no injury there...

It can have been related for a long time. It is that Ximen Dragon has always wanted to wait until the wedding night.

The familiar pleasure spread throughout her body.

Jing Jiaren tightly entangled him and tightened his fingers: "Ximen Dragon ..."

This voice seemed to wake up the drunk Ximen Dragon.

His body stood straight, and under the light, he lifted her long hair and looked at her plain face. Those pairs of lips that were kissed by him, opened slightly, with water.

Ximen Longting's eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Jing Jiaren's anger had just been stirred up, but the man suddenly stopped.

Jing Jiaren stunned unbearablely, watching him blurred.

Two long legs were still on his waist, and he only held her with only one hand.

Ximen Dragon took out the hand between her legs, and hugged her towards the room.

Jing Jiaren leaned softly on his shoulder.

Just now she thought that Ximen Longting would press her against the floor-to-ceiling window on the terrace and penetrate him fiercely...

The image of him once possessing her kept coming back to her uncontrollably.

Jing Jiaren's cheeks turned red. Damn it, she didn't expect her to be so indulgent.

I even began to miss the strength and madness of Ximen Longting in the past.

His big hands swept the things off the desk.

Jing Jiaren was placed on the desk, his body spread across her legs and pressed tightly against her.

Jing Jiaren snorted suddenly, Ximen Longting actually pulled her underwear aside and poured heavily into her body...

Undefended.

"Well..."

Burning with hot passion.

…

In the morning, Jing Jiaren's body was covered with traces of torture, and she was lying in Ximen Longting's arms.

The two of them were crowded on the small double sofa, with Ximen Longting's long legs hanging out and Jing Jiaren stacked on top of him.

Two people hugging each other closely are like two spoons stacked on top of each other.

Last night, the drunk Ximen Longting indulged the beast in his body...

Devouring Jing Jiaren wildly, asking for it again and again.

Ever since they were honest about their feelings for each other, he had never been so wild with her.

She prefers his roughness to the gentle Ximen Longting.

However, the tragedy is that when Jing Jiaren woke up, she had no memory of what happened yesterday...

Her body was covered with big and small hickeys. She was so weak from the torture that she fell asleep comfortably using Ximen Longting as a human flesh pad.

Torn skirts were thrown everywhere, and the space was filled with the smell of love and lust.

Jing Jiaren's mind went blank. She didn't even remember her crazy night with Ximen Longting?

To be more precise, her memory of yesterday was blank.

"Ximen Longting, wake up, wake up..."
Chapter completed!