Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

Even though her mind was chaotic and drowsy, Ruan Xiya still felt the sourness and pain in her heart.

She doesn't need to look in the mirror to know how unbearable she is at the moment...

Closing her eyes in despair and sadness, Ruan Xiya silently hypnotized herself: forget it, it won’t hurt if you forget it, forget it...

After only a few seconds of hypnosis, the heat and discomfort in her body made her unable to control it any longer, and she was about to rush into He Jingyuan's arms with blushing cheeks.

Calmly watching Ruan Xiya's movements, He Jingyuan stared deeply at Ruan Xiya's swollen collarbone and shoulders. After a few seconds, he finally couldn't help but bent down and bit down hard as if venting his anger.

"Hmm...it hurts..."

Her shoulder hurt badly, Ruan Xiya begged for mercy with tears in her eyes, but her body was getting deeper and deeper into He Jingyuan's arms.

"Woo...it hurts...A Yuan...it hurts..."

Ruan Xiya's heavy breathing and soft pleading sounds filled his ears, He Jingyuan froze for a moment, his heart softened and he let go of his lips.

Looking at the blood-oozing wound, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked Ruan Xiya's wound soothingly.

"Well... water... I need to drink water..."

Ruan Xiya licked her dry lips in a daze, subconsciously opening her mouth to drink the cold water sprayed from her head.

Sensing Ruan Xiya's movements, He Jingyuan quickly reached out to turn off the water valve, and leaned over to cover Ruan Xiya's muttering lips.

"Um... Ah Yuan..."

The soft call was swallowed by He Jingyuan, Ruan Xiya happily and contentedly hugged He Jingyuan's neck, and sent herself up like a sacrifice, wanting to get more.

However, He Jingyuan just kissed her, put his hands on both sides of the bathtub, and didn't touch her body again.

Ruan Xiya was in so much pain, she couldn't help but let go of He Jingyuan's hand, took He Jingyuan's hand and put it on her body, and immediately let out a satisfied sigh.

Recklessly stretched out her hand to pull He Jingyuan's tie, but her trembling fingertips couldn't pull it off anyway. She simply let go of the messy tie and began to unbutton He Jingyuan's shirt.

Small white hands reached in from the unbuttoned shirt to touch He Jingyuan's chest and abdominal muscles, and she moaned softly in satisfaction.

Seeming to be impatient with Ruan Xiya's touch at last, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes, unable to discern any emotion in his deep eyes.

With a gloomy face, he grabbed Ruan Xiya's fidgeting hands and fixed them on top of her head, and with the other hand, he lit fire around Ruan Xiya's body, gently comforting the anxious Ruan Xiya.

"Hmm... so comfortable... Ah Yuan..."

The man's hands are very cold, but they can temporarily soothe the heat that is about to rush out of his body.

Ruan Xiya arched her body contentedly, her delicate lips kept pouring out tender moans.

Smelling the familiar woody scent in a daze, Ruan Xiya raised her head and kissed He Jingyuan's lips anxiously and carelessly.

In the matter of affection, the only few experiences she had had were with He Jingyuan.

And every time, she is the one who suffers passively, with almost no experience.

But her body was really uncomfortable, she couldn't help but kissed He Jingyuan's lips, wanting to ask He Jingyuan to give her more, to relieve the hotness in her body.

Looking down at Ruan Xiya who kept kissing him with red cheeks, He Jingyuan sighed inaudibly, let go of Ruan Xiya's hand, and pressed the back of her head with his big palm, deepening the kiss.