Jing Jiaren's fingers gently moved on his chest, slowly going down to his abdomen.

This is where the most wounds occur, especially on the abdomen, where there are traces of sutures.

There were also traces of sutures on his chest where she had shot him.

Ximen Longting pursed his lips and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her little hand. He couldn't bear it anymore——

"Jing Jiao~ Wife, how long are you going to keep stealing from me?"

"..."

"I don't dare to touch it openly. I have to wait until I fall asleep..." His body became hotter and hotter. "When did you develop this bad habit? Huh?"

Jing Jiaren's ears felt hot and she raised her head speechlessly: "I didn't sneak up on you, I just..."

Ximen Longting lowered his jaw and pressed his lips to hers.

Although his eyes were closed, he found her lips accurately, pried her open with his hot tongue, and slid in like a little snake.

Jing Jiaren was unexpectedly turned over by her, and he kissed her hard with his eyes closed... He was really, really tired.

Jing Jiaren screamed...

She didn't want him to have to divert his energy when he was so tired, so it was her fault for waking him up.

Ximen Longting kissed her more and more obsessively, holding her body with his hands and stroking her silky skin.

He was naked from the waist up, and had not taken off his suit pants, but his hardened body was holding up his pants, as if he was about to open them at any time.

He said in a low voice and vaguely: "Take off your pants."

"..."

"I have tolerated you for a long time!" He said hoarsely, his body was hot and his blood was gushing!

Jing Jiaren hugged him stiffly and patted his back: "It's my fault that I shouldn't mess with you...you continue to sleep? I won't disturb you anymore."

"The devil has been awakened, it's too late!"

"..."

Ximen Longting bit her lip evilly, and she lowered her lips vaguely and said: "My devil is still sleeping..."

"Woke it up with just one finger!" He finally opened his eyes and looked at her with burning eyes.

The bloodshot eyes were filled with more and more fire, like a sign that a volcano was about to erupt...

Jing Jiaren pinched his cheek: "Big bad guy!"

…

That night was the farewell party for Mu Xicheng's departure. Why did he come here specifically just to get along with Jian Chenche and Meng Kui? Now that he was leaving, of course they had to express their gratitude to him.

The whole family gathered together again, all in pairs, and Mu Xicheng was about to leave.

Leng Lintian was the only one left alone.

On the table, Jing Jia and Ximen Longting added dishes to each other, Meng Kui had Jian Chenche, Wen Xinnuan had to protect Ji Ziang even though she was reluctant...

Mu Xicheng raised his eyebrows, smiled, and toasted to Leng Lintian: "Uncle, you are the only one left."

The fork in Leng Lintian's hand paused slightly, and the originally good atmosphere fell into a brief moment of silence, and he put down the tableware.

"You don't plan to never find a woman again in your life?"

"Let's deal with your matter first," Leng Lintian turned away, "I don't need you to worry about it."

Obviously I don't plan to look for it again.

"By the way, we are all waiting for Mr. Mu's wedding banquet." Wen Xinnuan hurriedly changed the subject.

Jing Jiaren coughed awkwardly and replied, "Well, we will definitely go to congratulate you on your wedding day."

Mu Xicheng's perfect face showed a hint of loneliness: "I also hope that one day I can send you invitations."
Chapter completed!