"Does a tiger have hair on its butt?"

Ximen Longting: "..."

"You see, I'll pull one out." Jing Jiaren pretended to pull out one hair from his hair.

Ximen Longting pressed her into his arms. He wanted to punish her but couldn't do it. He couldn't bear to hit her and couldn't bear to scold her... He held it in his hand for fear of falling and held it in his mouth for fear of it melting.

In the end, he had no choice but to ravage her with his lips.

There is no news from Ji Zihan day by day...

But this does not hinder the happy life of Ximen Longting and Jing Jiaren.

They were prepared for the worst in each other's hearts, rushing to be happy every day, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

Happiness came so late and was so short-lived, they all learned to cherish it.

The only thing that bothers Ximen Longting is Jing Jiaren's coldness...

There are already many books on various lovemaking techniques in the house.

Ximen Longting would pick up a book and study it when he had nothing to do, and read through it carefully, as if he was overcoming some unique problem.

I also bought some erotic CDs and dragged Jing Jiaren to watch them together at night.

There are so many different kinds of food these days.

Jing Jiaren had to admire the chef——

Not only should we make dishes that can be eaten by both gastric cancer and pregnant women, but we should also add some medicinal materials that can help nourish and store energy.

"Ximen Longting, look, this book says... in order to protect the fetus, the relationship between husband and wife should be shortened as much as possible to reduce shock." Jing Jiaren said solemnly, "Moreover, the frequency must be controlled."

Ximen Longting glanced at her coldly.

"Don't you think we go a little too often?"

Once he started having sex, he couldn't stop. He was in heat anytime and anywhere these days.

Ximen Longting said slowly and lazily: "I have a sense of propriety."

"That's it again..."

"Jing Jiaren, I have read more skill books than you have eaten!" Ximen Longting said coldly, "If you are so worried about your child, I will use safer measures tonight."

So that night Jing Jiaren had a taste of the so-called insurance measures——

Exercise for 5 minutes and rest for 2 minutes.

There is an alarm clock next to Jing Jiaren's head...

As soon as the 5 minutes are up, the bells are dinged to tell them to stop.

Miraculously, Ximen Longting really seemed to have pressed the pause button. Even though he was extremely reluctant, he was still able to stop on time, hug her and chat with her...

Jing Jiaren: "..."

He took out his cell phone from under the pillow and adjusted the camera mode to face him...

Ximen Longting's expression became extremely fierce: "What are you doing?"

"I found the expression on your face when you stopped to hold it back was very hurtful and incredible... I really wanted me to take a photo of it as a souvenir."

"Jing Jiaren," Ximen Longting's teeth were chattering, "you've been getting worse and worse lately."

"Let me take a picture. It's rest time anyway."

"No!"

"Take a photo? The way you endure the humiliation and bear the burden is very brave and handsome..."

"I can't tell!"

Click...

Ximen Longting looked angry: "You really dare to take pictures. Woman, you have the guts!!!"

The sound that shatters the eardrums...

He grabbed the poor phone and threw it in a parabola, falling on the carpet.

When the 2 minutes were up, Ximen Longting pressed the alarm clock and continued to exert his energy.

What could have been done in one hour was actually extended to two hours...

But Ximen Longting’s method seems to be somewhat effective.
Chapter completed!