Thinking of this, she felt a little sad.
Her muffled voice came from his chest.
"Tell me. How many women have you had?"
Suddenly, he smelt jealousy. 'Is she jealous?'
"Well. Are you jealous? "
He let go of her, slightly bent down and looked into her eyes.
She didn't want to see him, so she lowered her head and said nothing.
"I won't be jealous. I don't care how many women you have, but you don't need to lie to me. It's doesn't matter. It's not shameful. I've also had a few men."
She said sourly, as if she had eaten lemon.
The last sentence was not true. She just wanted to annoy this bad man.
Hearing that, Jack's face darkened. He suddenly picked her up, pressed her on the sofa and crazily bit her lips.
Before she could react, her mouth was covered by someone. She widened her eyes. The man in front of her was like an angry lion, his eyes were bloodshot, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.
She couldn't help trembling and suddenly felt flustered.
"Hiss!" Her clothes were torn into pieces and her body was exposed in front of him.
The man's eyes darkened, and his eyes were full of flames.
He bent down.
"How many men do you have?"
His voice was full of bewitchment. With her eyes closed, she said, "one."
"Which one?"
The man continued to seduce her, and the movements of his hands did not stop. Looking at her somewhat intoxicated expression, he raised the corners of his mouth playfully.
'Little girl, you wanted me to be jealous and made up such an outrageous lie. I will let you know what the consequences are.'
"You."
Biting her lips, she tried not to make a shameful sound.
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