Jing Jiaren, calm down.

She stood up calmly and walked out of the bathroom. Remembering that the driver was still at the door, she opened the door and said, "Come in, he's in the bathroom. Can you lift him?"

Jing Jiaren glanced at the driver's physique, he was quite strong.

"I'll try."

If she can't lift it, Jing Jiaren calls for help.

The incense smell in the room makes people blush and make their bodies feel hot.

Jing Jiaren picked up the clothes on the ground, smelled the smell and found that her body became very weak. She soon discovered that the incense was wrong, so she picked up the champagne on the wine rack and extinguished the aromatherapy cauldron.

The driver over there struggled to lift Ximen Longting's arm and drag him to the bathroom: "Miss Jing, come here and help me."

"You put him on the sofa first, dry him and get dressed."

Jing Jiaren methodically opened the closed curtains and opened the window...

The humid wind blew in at night, which made her sober.

The wind rushed in crazily, mixed with the rain, which made her feel more conscious, and the fragrance in the room was obviously diluted.

Jing Jiaren took a towel and personally wiped Ximen Longting clean and dressed him neatly.

"beautiful woman……"

Ximen Longting frowned, and a moan escaped from his chapped lips.

His body was very hot, like fire.

No wonder he went to the bathroom to run cold water.

Jing Jiaren grabbed his hand: "I'm here, Ximen Longting."

I felt very uncomfortable, as if someone had hit me hard with a stick more than a dozen times. It was so painful that I couldn't speak.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were filled with mist and she took a deep breath.

Wang Yingying. This bitch!

Jing Jiaren rushed to Wang Yingying like crazy, grabbed her hair, and gave her a few big blows.

Slap marks fell one by one on Wang Yingying's red face.

Jing Jiaren grabbed her head and banged it on the ground several times.

She didn't know where she got the strength, she just needed to vent it.

"pain……"

The impact made Wang Yingying slowly wake up and turn around. When she opened her eyes, she saw Jing Jiaren staring coldly at her face and another slap in the face.

Wang Yingying's face was hit sideways, and the corners of her mouth were split.

"You!" She was stunned for a moment, what's going on?

How could Jing Jiaren be here and dare to slap her?

"Wang Yingying, no one can compete with me for a man." Jing Jiaren stepped on Wang Yingying's face and crushed her.

The mark of the shoe appeared on Wang Yingying's face, and she was finally stepped awake.

"Jing Jiaren!?"

"It's me." Jing Jiaren pulled away her feet and tried her best to control her emotions, not wanting to make the matter worse.

"How did you get in!?" Wang Yingying covered her face, and her angry expression flashed across her face. Even at this time, she glared at her in a civilized manner and did not fight.

Jing Jiaren sneered: "If you don't want others to know, you have to do it yourself. What dirty and dirty things have you done yourself? Do you think you can hide it from others?"

"Miss Jing, the young master refuses to wear clothes."

Jing Jiaren's attention was brought back and she saw Ximen Longting tearing the shirt he was wearing impatiently.

After finally tying it for him, he struggled to pull the buttons open again.

Wang Yingying gritted her teeth and saw Ximen Longting with a bright smile on her face.

"Yes, I almost forgot...Mr. Ximen is here too."

"..."

"We were so gentle just now, are you so angry?"
Chapter completed!