Jing Jiaren's bedroom is not far next door, and she plans to go back to her room to change clothes first.

It's still very early, around six o'clock...

Jing Jiaren walked into the room and unexpectedly saw that the quilt on the bed was bulging.

Her heart sank, and she unexpectedly walked to the bedside. Ximen Longting was sleeping soundly on her side, with a woolen sweater that Jing Jiaren had worn yesterday under her head...

Seeing this man's sleeping face, Jing Jiaren's heart moved inexplicably, and she stared at him blankly for several minutes before reacting.

Her body moved closer to the bed, her face fell down, and she couldn't help but want to kiss his forehead.

The sleeping Ximen Longting is like a beautifully carved doll.

Her figure fell on Ximen Longting's face... He was extremely vigilant. He immediately opened a pair of scarlet eyes, grabbed Jing Jiaren's arm and tried to throw her away.

The moment he saw her again, his hand stopped, and Jing Jiaren fell into his arms.

"pain……"

Jing Jiaren's forehead touched his chin and her body lay on top of him.

When Ximen Longting saw Jing Jiaren, a hint of darkness quickly passed through his eyes, and he looked away.

Jing Jiaren smelled an extremely strong lustful aura coming from him, just like the one he usually had with her.

Jing Jiaren wrinkled her nose and sniffed, her heart sank.

Why did she smell joy?

Is it an illusion? Obviously only Ximen Longting is sleeping here.

"Jing Jiaren, how long are you going to press on me?!" he shouted in a hoarse voice.

Jing Jiaren got up, grabbed the quilt with one hand and opened it...

Ximen Longting habitually sleeps naked - wearing only a pair of underwear.

But now, the only underwear was completely wet.

Jing Jiaren looked at him in surprise: "Did you... have a sexual dream last night?"

"..."

"Ximen Longting, how old are you, and you still have erotic dreams?" Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in disbelief.

Ximen Longting's expression became even darker and he glared at her: "What a waste of time!"

"..."

"I'm going to take a shower!"

Ximen Longting immediately got up, his ears were on fire, and a trace of annoyance flashed through his heart!

Damn it, I can’t touch my wife if I have one, I’ve fallen to the point of kissing the smell of her clothes and having erotic dreams.

He is such a big man, but he wants to treat me so harshly that I have an erotic dream!

Jing Jiaren looked at his back, a little stunned and sad.

It's not that Ximen Longting doesn't have desires, he has already reached the stage of puberty, but he still doesn't touch her. Why?

Would he rather fantasize than touch her?

Wasn't the woman in his dream her?!

Then what was he doing with her woolen sweater as his pillow?

Jing Jiaren picked up the clothes from the pillow. Ximen Longting's body temperature and his strong masculine scent were still on them.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and decided to ask for answers. Even if she wanted to die, she would know for sure!

She walked to the bathroom and opened the door, only to find that it was locked inside!?

Ximen Longting - He refused to close the door even when he entered the bathroom - even if it was a big toilet - a pervert.

It's a miracle that the bathroom door is now locked upside down.

"Ximen Longting, why did you lock the door!?" Jing Jiaren was afraid and knocked on the door.

Ximen Longting stood under his unkempt head in annoyance, with blood all over his body gushing in pain.

Why is this damn woman following you here? He was dissatisfied with his desires in his dream, and now he is just like a beast... Don't mess with him!

"Ximen Longting? Did you hear me?"

"Toilet!" His thick voice roared, full of anger.
Chapter completed!