C130

The two of them drank all the wine and fell asleep in a daze.

The entire villa was filled with an eerie feeling, making people feel a chill behind their backs. Some of them even wanted to escape from the villa.

Shang Jin raised his head and swept him with his indifferent gaze, as he coldly said: "You care too much."

Uncle Liu looked outside uneasily from time to time, praying in his heart, "My ancestors already have this much. Come back quickly."

Only, Jian Ning was destined to not hear Uncle Liu's call. She and Song Xi were already so drunk that they did not know where east, west, north and south was. The two of them were sleeping on the carpet, not knowing what day it was.

"Ugh …"

Song Xi slapped Jian Ning on the face. Feeling pain, Jian Ning woke up from her dream.

She opened her eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling. She then looked at her surroundings and rubbed her eyes. She was sure that she was not dreaming. She had really returned to her own house.

Just as he was about to get up, he bumped into a warm body beside him.

In an instant, Jian Ning's blood was flowing backwards. She slowly turned her head to the side, and only after seeing the back of a woman did she heave a sigh of relief.

She rubbed her swollen head, sat up, put her arms on her legs, and tried to remember what had happened the day before.

But before he could think about it further, the three rules he made with Shang Jin all poured into his mind, causing his face to instantly turn deathly pale.

She remembered that they had agreed that day was her free time, but at night, she had to go back to the villa. But last night?

"Creek, Creek, quickly get up." Jian Ning pushed Song Xi anxiously, she had to go back to the villa.

It was just that Song Xi slept too deeply, and couldn't wake up at all. There was no other way, Jian Ning would have to go out by herself first.

When he went downstairs, the car Shang Jin sent over had already been waiting there for a while.

Seeing her come out, the driver immediately went up to her and said: "Miss Jane, please come back with me now. We will take care of the company."

As they spoke, they were completely devoid of any emotion. Jian Ning could vaguely tell that Shang Jin was very angry right now.

Sure enough, when she arrived at the villa, she saw Shang Jin sitting upright on the sofa. His pitch black pupils were like a cold pond, a little carelessness would cause him to freeze to death.

"You know you're back?" Shang Jin spoke coldly, and his words contained a little anger.

Jian Ning knew that she was in the wrong, and obediently lowered her head, wanting Shang Jin to lessen the punishment she received.

However, Shang Jin was not in the mood to do so. He examined Jian Ning from head to toe.

"Follow me." After he said that, he sat on the wheelchair and let Jian Ning push him upstairs.

After sending her to his room, Shang Jin did not have any intention of letting her leave.

Under Jian Ning's terrified gaze, Shang Jin removed the clothes on his body one by one.

By the time her upper body was naked, Jian Ning's face had already turned red and her heartbeat sped up. She quickly closed her eyes, not daring to look.

"Open your eyes." Shang Jin's cold voice travelled to her ears, and she reflexively opened her eyes.

Shang Jin had already placed his hand on the zipper of his pants, and was looking at Jian Ning with his lips curled up.

"Come and help me take it off." Shang Jin let go of his hand, and said indifferently.

What? Jian Ning opened his eyes wide in disbelief. Shang Jin wanted him to take off his pants?

She clenched her teeth as she looked at Shang Jin with teary eyes, and shook her head in fear. If she took it off for him, her position here would truly change.

Seeing that she had rejected him, Shang Jin was immediately displeased. With a gloomy face, the cold aura around his body became heavier.

"What, you didn't come back last night, shouldn't I give you a little punishment?"

"No, don't..." Jian Ning uneasily shook her head, and her helpless tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

Shang Jin pretended not to see it, and pushed the wheelchair in front of her, reaching out to pinch her wrist.

"You have no right to refuse here." After saying that, he placed her hand on his belt buckle.

With a "ding", the belt opened and the zipper on the pants appeared again.

Her hands kept shaking, and sometimes, she would even touch a lump of soft meat inside.

It wasn't easy for her to take off her clothes, but when Shang Jin finally finished, she let go of Jian Ning and forcibly took a big step back.

But it wasn't over yet. Shang Jin took off his pants, walked to the bed and took the massage ointment, then threw it into her arms.

"Serve me a bath now and massage me later." Shang Jin said without any expression.

Jian Ning clenched her fists and bit her lower lip. She could faintly smell the smell of rust.

Shang Jin entered first. Seeing that Jian Ning did not follow her, her expression could not help but turn cold. She frowned and looked at her in displeasure.

"Hurry up and come over!"

All of this was too humiliating, but Jian Ning could only endure it, took a deep breath, and followed along, resigned to her fate.

Shang Jin was lying in the bathtub with a towel wrapped around his waist, comfortably enjoying Jian Ning's massage on his back. He looked extremely lazy.

"Hmm …" Maybe it was because it was too comfortable, Shang Jin moaned softly and closed his eyes, enjoying himself immensely.

"A bit further down." Shang Jin ordered without a trace of politeness.

's face was flushed red as she continued to press down. The strength in her hands could not help but lessen.

Shang Jin opened his eyes in dissatisfaction and wanted to flare up, but when he saw that Jian Ning's face was so red that it was about to drip blood, he suddenly had a funny thought.

He smiled charmingly. He hooked one hand under Jian Ning's chin and the other around her waist, forcefully buttoning it to his chest. Jian Ning's entire body fell into her embrace.

"Being able to blush like this after bathing me, is she really that innocent?"

Her dubious fingers caressed Jian Ning's red lips, and the hand placed on her waist also began to move downwards.

Shang Jin's entire body leaned forward, and blew hot air into Jian Ning's ears, her hoarse voice sounding next to her ear.

"Tell me, if I were to change the method of punishment now, would I be able to make it?" With that, he even pushed Jian Ning down.

At this time, Jian Ning had already frozen, her eyes were filled with mist, looking at Shang Jin really had the urge to ravage her.

"No, please."

Jian Ning begged weakly, the sound was like a kitten's cry, making Shang Jin's heart itch.

"As long as I want to, nothing is impossible."

Her rejection had successfully angered Shang Jin. His hot lips suddenly touched her red lips, pulling and biting at it continuously, looking extremely bloodthirsty and violent.

"Ugh …"

Shang Jin pressed down on her waist and opened her teeth, his tongue rushing into her mouth and continuously sweeping around. In the end, he wasn't willing to let go of the tongue that was wrapped around her.