C112 You don't have to steal a chicken or a dog

Jing Rong didn't say a word and only calmly hugged Jing Bao'er, and lightly caressed her hair, again and again.

Her tears had soaked into his clothes and burned his heart.

After crying for a while, Jing Bao'er pushed Jing Rong away. With reddened eyes, she looked at him and asked: "Fourth uncle, I don't want to stay at home today.

"Alright …"

After he finished speaking, he walked in front of the Black Mercedes-Benz G63 and opened the car door for her.

The dim light in the courtyard caused his figure to lengthen …

Jing Bao'er looked at him, wiped his tears, and then got in the car.

After that, Jing Rong also entered the carriage.

Inside the car, a faint fragrance wafted in the air. It was extremely dark and gloomy.

Just as Jing Rong drove out of his car, his phone started to vibrate.

"Du, du, du ~ ~"

"Du, du, du ~ ~"

Waves of tremors, although not loud, were especially ear-piercing at this moment.

Jing Rong frowned, took out his phone, saw that it was Song Limei calling, and pressed answer.

"Fourth Bro, tonight, I'll have to trouble you to bring Bao Er to live in Qiantan Villa. Otherwise, I'm afraid that when she wakes up, the two of them will have conflict again … …"

"Alright …" He treasured his words like gold. After answering, he hung up and put his phone back in his pocket.

Atop the Driver, Jing Bao'er crossed her legs and looked at Jing Rong, asking, "My mother?"

"En, tell me to bring you to the Qiantan Villa to stay."

"Heh …" She was afraid that Leng Youran would wake up later and clash with me again. Then, she would do something with Leng Youran? " Jing Bao'er laughed bitterly.

"..."

Jing Rong did not say a word, and only concentrated on driving.

He drove quickly, but steadily.

Jing Bao'er was also silent, but her emotions, were getting more and more agitated.

It was really her good mother. She was always thinking for the other family's child. She was always cautious and cautious. Hur Hur!

… ….

After about half an hour, Jing Bao'er and Jing Rong walked into the living room.

After switching on the light in the living room, Jing Bao'er sat down on the soft sofa.

His mood had turned for the better after settling down along the way.

After casually kicking on her slippers, she lazily leaned back, crossed her legs, and said, "Tonight, we finally don't need to play with each other anymore. This big house, just us, we can do it in broad daylight … living room, kitchen, bedroom, bathing room, we can do whatever we want! "

Jing Rong immediately followed and sat beside her, still wearing that indifferent look on his face, holding her chin, he grinded his teeth, "You little scoundrel with an open mouth, is your mood good?"

Jing Bao'er winked at him, then sat on his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck, and said, "I've been fine since I was young, I've gotten used to it."

Looking at the girl who had been brought back to life with blood all over her body, Jing Rong felt as if his heart had been pierced by a fish bone.

Since she was young, this girl had accumulated too many wounds in her heart.

On the outside, she looked like she was blustering, faceless, lively, and cheerful. In fact, her heart was already filled with daggers …

"Bao`er, I will protect you forever from now on."

Just as he finished speaking, his hot lips covered his face.

She panted and followed his kiss with eagerness.

Heart like a struck deer!

Her Fourth Uncle, her male god!

Just now, he had said that he would protect her forever.

She believed it!

When he was full of emotion, she grabbed his neck, pulled him along, and fell together on the sofa.

Her legs were like vines around his waist.

His kiss, like a raindrop, fell on her cheeks, her ears, her neck.

His lips seemed to be filled with electricity. Everywhere he went, every cell in his body would begin to tremble …

"Master, that guy called again!"

"Master, that guy called again!"

The childish child's voice disrupted a room's calming.

At the sound of the phone, his kiss stopped, and he leaned over her ear, nibbling at her ear as he said, "Telephone …."

"Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, it doesn't matter if we call him or not. Fourth Uncle, let's continue … …"

In his pocket, Jing Bao'er saw the cellphone that was hooting nonstop. He decided to ignore it …

Right after she finished speaking, Jing Bao'er rolled over and pressed Jing Rong down on his body. Her two hazy eyes sat on his leg, and as she took off the shirt on his body, she said, "Today it's my turn, it's on …."

Jing Rong looked at her with interest. Fey! "I'll go down first and put on some clothes …"

When Jing Bao'er heard these two words, her face immediately turned black.

"Can't we just do it once? Fourth uncle, I really don't want to be separated from you by that layer … I think we belong to each other entirely. "

Hearing this, he reached out his hand to pinch her buttocks, "With this, we also belong to each other … Down... "Quick."

Seeing that Jing Bao'er didn't move, he reached out with her long arm and pulled her back to him. Then, with a flip, he swiftly pressed her down below him.

… ….

There was no one around! Unbridled!

In two hours, three of them were killed!

The man on her body put on the fourth set and continued to attack her.

With a quick movement, it came to his senses like a wave. This sort of feeling, which was so soft that it reached one's toes, made Jing Bao'er's whole body tremble …

"Fourth Uncle... "Hmm …"

"Fourth Uncle... "Hmm …"

"Fourth uncle …"

In the empty villa, the sounds of the girls were getting louder and louder …

Soul-selling! Bone Corrosion!

Looking at the hot and blurry girl beneath him, Jing Rong couldn't help but increase his movement …

Her tightness, her haziness, everything about her made him crazy.

This girl was like a delicious dessert …

He really wanted to die by her hands!

After an unknown period of time, after having eaten and drank to his heart's content, he was finally released …

After that, he panted and got off the sofa. After he had cleaned himself up, he leaned against the sofa and smoked after the event without any concealment.

The perfect pectoral, abdominal, and mermaid lines could be seen in a glance.

At this moment, Jing Bao'er was completely exhausted.

Seeing that the man beside him was still spirited, Jing Bao'er could not help but kick him with his big leg.

"Master, that guy called again …"

"Master, that guy called again …"

The childish sound of a child once again cut through the room.

Jing Bao'er held onto her sore waist, reached for her jacket and then took out her phone. Seeing that it was Gu Yubai calling, Jing Bao'er pressed to answer it, "Hello, Little White."

Upon hearing that it was Gu Yubai, Jing Rong immediately extinguished the smoke in his hand, and quickly exhaled the smoke in his mouth, then tyrannically pressed her down once again, the fiery hot lips, and then, covered her upper body with his soft —