C8 He Is Not a Vegetarian

Xia Jin hesitated for a moment before nodding her head obediently.

"Who wants you to talk too much? Do I need someone's help?! " Jin Beiqing suddenly roared and stood up to glare at Xia Jin, "You... "Help me!"

"..." A black line instantly floated across her head, but she could only pass it over.

"Miss Xia, let me do it …" Mo Lin was afraid that Xia Jin's wound would open up, but before he could finish, he received a warning from Jin Beiqing.

He could only stand on the spot and watch as the two of them staggered away.

… ….

It was unknown whether it was because Jin Beiqing was light or because he purposely didn't put his weight on her, but Xia Jin easily carried him back to his bedroom.

Because Jin Beiqing hated the smell of disinfectant, Xia Jin was always arranged in another room.

She walked into the bedroom and was startled by the sight of the black and gray decorations.

This was the first time she had entered his room since being taken to his private villa.

It could be seen that Jin Beiqing missed his old life so much that he decorated the bedroom like this. Otherwise, a young master that was suddenly picked up by him, wouldn't he have renovated his living space in luxury? How could he be so simple?

However... If he really liked his past life, why would he choose the road of Jin Family?

One had to know that war in the Wealthy Class was not that easy! He could lose his life if he wasn't careful.

"How long are you going to stay in a daze for? Take off my shoes! " The order came coldly, pulling Xia Jin back to reality.

He really doesn't know how to speak properly …

He bent down with some difficulty. Just as Xia Jin's hand touched his leather shoes, he suddenly leaned back and pulled at his belt with one hand.

Xia Jin was stupefied as she had a bad premonition …

While he was recuperating from his Jin Family, he did not do anything unorthodox. However, this did not mean that he had become a vegetarian …

"Jin Beiqing, you-"

She lowered her head and saw that a certain man's pants had unknowingly been stripped off!

Xia Jin was so scared that she quickly covered her eyes, but Jin Beiqing's unhappy order came into her ears.

"Come with me to the bathroom. Wipe my back."

Seeing that Xia Jin did not make a move, Jin Beiqing's handsome face turned even colder.

"If it wasn't for the wound on your shoulder, do you think I would have let you down?"

It turned out that he had never mentioned going to bed because of the wound on his shoulder …

Xia Jin's face turned pale.

She wanted to refuse, but she suddenly thought of Jin Yushen's words …

"If it's possible... "Don't be his woman …"

Xia Jin knew very well that if she were to shake her head now, the final result would definitely be the same as being pushed onto the bed.

But, she really wanted to … Wipe the back of a man you've only known for a short time? And that.

Before Xia Jin could think too much, Jin Beiqing suddenly pressed the back of her head hard against his lips.

The faint smell of tobacco on his body also entered his nose.

Xia Jin was forced to open her mouth to receive his onslaught, allowing him to constantly fiddle around with her mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly let go and walked into the bathroom.

A single teardrop fell to the floor. Xia Jin bit her lower lip, stood up and followed him in …

… ….

Xia Jin didn't know how she managed to walk back to her room. She only felt that her vision had turned gray as she lay on her bed.

She stretched out her hand and pulled the blanket over her face. For a moment, she really wanted to suffocate to death!