The clothes were torn in half and could not cover the body at all. This violent man!

She simply took it off and found a bathrobe to put on.

Ximen Longting's coat is still on the chair. He will definitely come back.

Jing Jiaren originally wanted to take the opportunity to sneak away, but then she opened the door and saw several standard followers standing outside the door...

I had to close the door again.

A wry smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, how could someone like him give her a chance to escape?

Why did he stop at the most critical moment - it must have offended his masculine dignity! This arrogant and self-centered person like him tasted defeat for the first time, so he left in a rage?

Jing Jiaren couldn't help but walked to the terrace again and looked at the light coming from the next room.

The sliding door to the terrace over there has been closed, so the sounds from inside are no longer heard.

What is he doing now? Is he drunk? He must be asleep, right?

Will he miss her, just like she is thinking of him right now...

Jing Jiaren stood on the terrace for a long time while feeling the night breeze, and suddenly woke up.

Jing Jiaren, you idiot! Why are you standing here? What's the use of recalling the past? What if he suddenly opens the door and sees her?

She hasn't sorted out her messy mood yet.

She returned to the room, closed the door, fell on the big bed, and tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep.

She recalled her past with Shang Yanxuan like a movie playing in her mind...

At three o'clock in the night, she still wasn't asleep. Her mind was so clear that she could even clearly hear the footsteps outside.

"Master." "Master, you are back."...

The attendant outside the door lowered his voice and greeted Ximen Longting.

Then there was the sound of the key card swiping open the door.

The door opened and closed gently, as if she didn't want to wake up the person on the bed. She didn't even hear his footsteps.

Then, the big bed shook slightly and he lay down. Instantly, she smelled the smell of alcohol.

He should have gone to the bar on the third floor of the hotel to drink.

But obviously he was not drunk, otherwise he would have made a scene and gone crazy.

He lay next to her, some distance away, without holding her in his arms as usual.

The smell of alcohol on his body seemed to bring his heat, and she didn't know why, but her attention was focused on him.

She began to wonder why he lowered his voice. Was he afraid of waking her up? She thought he would take possession of her by force while drunk, just like last time, when he woke up the next day and pretended not to remember anything, claiming that it was her who seduced her.

Got him!

But he did nothing...

Jing Jiaren frowned, unable to figure out what this man was thinking.

She was too lazy to think about him anymore...

The night is extremely quiet and long.

Every breath he took interfered with her thoughts, and she couldn't fall asleep, and her belly felt a little swollen.

She wanted to go to the bathroom, but was afraid of making any noise to let him know that she was still awake——

I endured it for nearly half an hour.

He was so quiet. He drank again, so he must have fallen asleep, right?

Jing Jiaren finally couldn't help it and got out of bed lightly, trying not to make any noise.

After walking a few steps, I looked back at him worriedly——

In an instant, he looked into the open blood-red eyes in the darkness.

Jing Jiaren was startled and took two steps back, knocking down the lamp behind her.

The desk lamp fell onto the bedside table, and the water glass dropped... crackling!
Chapter completed!