This phone call made Jing Jiaren even more sleepy and extremely anxious.

In order to calm herself down, she went to the bathroom to wash herself off.

The cold water poured down, she closed her eyes, and for a moment, Shang Yanxuan appeared in her mind, his empty eyes staring at her;

After a while, Ximen Longting appeared again, smiling wildly at her with one corner of his mouth raised.

Suddenly she felt a pair of hot eyes staring at her.

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes and saw the arrogant man walking out of her fantasy, leaning against the bathroom door, his hot eyes like two sparks of fire.

Jing Jiaren shook her head and wiped her eyes, thinking it was an illusion.

But the corner of his mouth that smiled wildly at her was clearly real.

Jing Jiaren: "When... did you come?"

Ximen Longting took a few steps forward, his steps a little unsteady: "I'm coming as soon as I want."

"How did you get in?!"

"I came in when I wanted to."

"Don't come over—"

Jing Jiaren was going crazy. She didn't know whether to grab something to cover her body or a weapon to defend herself first.

Finally, she took the bath towel that was closer to her, and as soon as she wrapped it around her body, her body was pulled into a fierce embrace.

"Let me go, you bastard!" She opened her mouth to bite his arm, but he reached out and clamped her jaw.

“It smells so good.”

He lowered his head and inhaled the fragrance of her hair wantonly.

Jing Jiaren freed up a hand, grabbed a water float, and hit him on the head and body with all her strength.

She knew that the plan was not going well. Ever since she sent the Jing family away, she had been thinking that something bad would happen.

Sure enough, tragedy still struck. He changed his mind again, what did he want to do to her? No, no matter what he did, she would get on that flight tomorrow.

Ximen Longting hugged her tightly, holding her softness with one hand unbearably, rubbing her back and forth.

Her chin was lifted high by him, and he leaned over and kissed her.

The overwhelming smell of alcohol rushed over her, making her feel uncomfortable for a while.

His kiss was different from usual, violent and unorganized, he just wanted to ask for her body.

He was already very strong, and usually he would control his strength so as not to hurt her, but today, he was completely brute force. Jing Jiaren felt that his arms were like pressure plates, squeezing her body. His hands were like

The iron pliers were about to crush her jawbone.

He kissed her wildly, the stubble pricked her so much, and her lips hurt so much from his rubbing.

His breath was hot, and every time he breathed out, there was a strong smell of alcohol.

Everything told Jing Jiaren that he was drunk.

And he was drunk!

The heavy force was like a mountain that was about to overwhelm her. She kept retreating and was pressed against the cold bathroom wall.

The bath towel on her body was torn off, he held one of her legs high and pulled down the zipper of her pants.

The deep desire in his eyes was like a beast opening its bloody mouth to devour everything.

"How dare you do that...I won't let you go...you dare..."

Jing Jiaren pushed his face away with all her strength to prevent him from kissing her.

But the heat in her lower body pressed against her, and because she couldn't find the right target, she hit her randomly.

In desperation, Jing Jiaren grabbed the shower head and hit him hard on the head.

Ximen Longting's pupils shrank, and he frowned tightly. He seemed to be awake for a moment and couldn't figure out where he was or what he was doing...
Chapter completed!