Quick wear, the beautiful and soft female supporting role's charming road

Ning Jiaoyan didn't expect that he was so proactive.

In fact, he probably still likes his original body a little, otherwise he would hug her as soon as he left his main consciousness.

Ning Jiaoyan pushed his head away from her face and asked, "Brother Luming, does this dress look good on me?"

"Good-looking, very good-looking."

After answering, he began to bite it impatiently, but she refused to let him have his way. She moved away a little and said mischievously, "I'm not satisfied with this answer. It's too perfunctory."

He looked a little dazed, as if compromising randomly, his eyes looking up and down at her face and body, sometimes getting close to her, smelling and kissing her, while saying nice things to her.

Ning Jiaoyan let go only after she was satisfied. What was even more exaggerated was that he probably thought that if he didn't praise her, she would not let him get close to her again, so he kept praising her while moving.

Ning Jiaoyan felt a little embarrassed by his straightforward and decisive behavior.

I didn't realize he was such a gifted person.

Ning Jiaoyan clasped his arms tightly, "Stop talking..."

It was like a sudden storm, Ning Jiaoyan could only close her eyes impatiently, without even a moment to speak.

"Wait...don't...stain my clothes..."

After struggling for most of the time, both of them were quite tired.

Ning Jiaoyan rested for a while and looked at the bookshelf in front of her, feeling a little dizzy.

This made her dizzy.

I circulated some spiritual energy around my body to relieve my fatigue.

She pushed the man away, wiped the sweat off her body with his clothes, and then put on the dress which was not tidy but clean.

She had to leave quickly because she couldn't hide the mess on her body this time.

"Where are you going?"

Ning Jiaoyan blinked and looked back. The man's eyes were clear now. His short black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his temples, as if he had been caught in the rain.

"I...I want to go home. We're like this..." Her cheeks flushed. "How can I appear in front of others like this?"

Jing Luming turned his face away, silently picked up his clothes and put them on. He himself could not stand the wet feeling.

"Never mind. You stay here. I'll ask someone to bring you water... and clothes."

He looked at the mess in the room and pressed his temples. The aftereffects of the illness were still there, and even every word he had said was still ringing in his ears.

What on earth did he do?

He said so, and she believed him very much, because he was the eldest son of the Jing family.

So Ning Jiaoyan obediently responded, "Okay, Brother Luming."

"Brother Luming, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Luming closed his eyes and silently tied the belt of his clothes.

Jing Luming moved his lips and said, "It's okay."

"Jiaojiao, I was sorry for you just now."

The girl half opened her lips in surprise, "Brother Lu Ming, what's wrong with Jiaojiao? Jiaojiao is your future wife. We already have one..."

"Skin-to-skin contact."

What does it matter if it happens once or twice?

Jing Luming felt even more absurd and uncomfortable because of this. He couldn't get over this matter in the first place, and he had to marry her.

But this time it was his turn, and he was possessed by the devil and did the same thing again.

Ning Jiaoyan's smile gradually faded as she watched him look regretful. Why did he look like he had been defiled?

But she didn't want to think about it anymore, she was full now.

The more he did this, the more amused she found it.

If I really marry him in the future, I will be able to see such scenery every day.

Jing Luming told her to listen to him, so she did. As a result, she took a hot bath and changed into clean clothes.

Finally, they appeared in front of everyone together. Since it was like this, Jing's parents also mentioned the wedding date.

Now it seems that the wedding date is really set.