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Only when she was close to losing her breath did he reluctantly leave her lips and ruthlessly bite her ear, "Bao'er, you're mine. Other than me, no one else can touch you!"

Damn it...

'Stingy! 'She had been touched by him and he had never forgotten about it until now!

Suddenly, a thought struck Jing Bao'er, causing her heart to feel warm. Looking at him, he asked in a low voice, "Fourth Uncle, just now, you said in front of that man who molested me that I am your person … Do you really think so...? Do I really belong to you? "

Jing Rong gasped for breath as he looked at her. He could not help but pinch her soft spot on her upper body, "I've already fucked you so many times, of course you're mine. Bao Er, you'll be mine for the rest of your life!"

Bao`er, you're mine for the rest of your life —

This simple sentence easily bewitched her mind.

So warm!

"Un, I'm yours. In this life, I'll be yours …"

She spoke softly, and in the next second, the pink and tender lips automatically covered his.

The moment the tip of her tongue touched it, it was as if electric currents had passed through her entire body. It was unbearable …

Her mouth was filled with the smell of flames and hot baths. Her breath was filled with the mixed smell of mint and tobacco, causing her heart to tremble!

After kissing the two who were almost unable to breathe again, Jing Bao'er took the initiative to push him away. Looking at the place where he stood up straight and smiled warmly, "Fourth Uncle, let's go to bed …"

The straightforward invitation caused the blood that was already boiling in Jing Rong's body to boil once again.

After taking a bite, neither light nor heavy, he tyrannically picked her up.

In the master bedroom —

The two scalding bodies fell onto the soft, snow-white bed at the same time.

Jing Bao'er turned defensive and attacked. With a flip of her body, she pressed Jing Rong down below him, borrowing the bright moonlight and looking at his moving face, she said emotionally, "Tonight, it's my turn to pressure you …"

"You little demon!" He cursed in a low voice, but his eyes were filled with love and doting.

Under the moonlight, she turned into a little demon who was able to hook his soul and take it away bit by bit …

After being pressed down by her for a while, he turned around and pressed her down, once again merging together with her …

"Bao`er, Bao`er..."

As he asked for it, he kept calling her name, tirelessly.

The girl beneath him, her smell, was simply too wonderful. It made him wish he could die on her.

… ….

The next day.

After the afternoon lesson, Jing Bao'er went to the washroom with Lan Lan, and leaned back on the table, holding her phone while she read the news.

Opening the news app, Jing Bao'er was instantly shocked by the news that was released a minute ago.

On the news, it said that 20 minutes ago, President Luo Yaohua was attacked by the Terrorist organizations on his way to visit the Jingshi Group. Countless people had died on the scene, the CEO of Jingshi Group, Jing Rong had been injured and entered the hospital!

Jing Rong was injured and hospitalized?! How many injuries?!

In this instant, Jing Bao'er felt as if her entire world had collapsed.

His brain exploded.

His vision went blank.

Standing up, Jing Bao'er called Ye Ming.

It was answered very quickly.

"Hey, Little Big Brother Ye Ming, which hospital is my Fourth Uncle in? Are your injuries serious?"

"In military general hospital, I was hit by a bullet in my arm. I am currently taking the bullet."

Hearing that it was a bullet in his arm, Jing Bao'er's suspended heart instantly returned to its original position …

Fortunately, it was only an arm.

Fortunately, it was not the heart …

Gripping his mobile phone, Jing Bao'er walked straight to Gu Yubai's side and said, "Gu Yubai, take me to military general hospital …."

Gu Yubai was a little shocked, "What? It's almost time for class. Why are you suddenly going to the hospital? "

"You didn't watch the news?" My fourth uncle is injured, I want to go over! "

Hearing that, Gu Yubai immediately stood up and followed Jing Bao'er out of the classroom.

… ….

After Gu Yubai sent Jing Bao'er to military general hospital, he rushed back to the school.

When he reached the hospital, Jing Bao'er went straight to the VIP ward where Jing Rong was.

When he opened the door, he saw the scene of Jing Rong sitting on the sickly white bed and infusion.

As for the sofa beside his bed, it was filled with people. The Jing Clan's old man, Leng Youran, Duan Qianrong, Song Limei, and the others were all here.

The afternoon sun scattered across his face, making his cold face look especially pale.

He was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, sitting there coldly, smoking a cigarette.

Jing Bao'er quickly stepped forward, and without even bothering to greet everyone, she directly rushed to Jing Rong's bedside, panting while looking at him.

"Fourth Uncle, I came over as soon as I saw the news, are you alright?" Is it true that only my arm was injured? "

"Hmm …" Jing Rong nodded.

In her eyes, there was a dense amount of water vapor, causing Jing Rong's heart to move.

"Bao`er, at this time, aren't you in class?" Old Master Jing's face was solemn.

Jing Bao'er turned, looked at him, and answered, "I've applied for leave."

Jing Aotian frowned slightly, he did not say much, but only stood up slowly and said, "Your Fourth Uncle is fine now, quickly ask Ye Ming to send you back to school, students cannot delay your studies, okay, I'll go back to my sickroom first."

Seeing Jing Aotian stand up, Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran immediately grabbed his arms from the left and right, and left with him.

"Bao`er, I'm going back to my father's place. He still needs more water." Song Limei stood up and said.

Jing Rong nodded.

Then, Song Limei walked out.

After Song Limei left, Ye Ming tactfully left the room.

When there were only two people left in the sickroom, Jing Bao'er's mood instantly crumbled.

She stood by Jing Rong's side, her tears rolling down like pearls with their strings cut.

Her tears fell on his face, but they burned his heart.

He frowned slightly and waved his hand at her. "Little brat, come here …"

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately obeyed and went to his bed, directly sitting on him with her arms wrapped around his neck, "Fourth Uncle … You don't know, when I first saw the news, I was scared to death... That's the Terrorist organizations! I thought you'd be badly hurt! I thought you would die! "

"They won't be able to kill me with just that little bit of equipment they have …" Jing Rong replied softly, as the tip of his tongue started to spin in her ears.

This small action caused her heart to tremble!

After a shiver, she pushed him away, blushing, and looked at him. "Which arm have you hurt? "Let me see..."

"To the left …"

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately took off her hospital gown, and slowly took off her left sleeve.

The place where he had been hit was wrapped in white gauze, and one could faintly see blood seeping out of it.

"Does it hurt?" she asked, stroking the oozing blood.