Quick Transmigration: She’s a Heartbreaker

After Jiang Xun got closer, he felt the dazzling light even more. The man seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"System, the light of this person's luck is too dazzling, can I temporarily turn off his light?" Jiang Xun asked in his heart.

"Yes, it can be selectively blocked."

The system thoughtfully helped her adjust, and when Jiang Xun went to see it again, it was normal, and only a faint layer of warm light remained on him.

In this way, Jiang Xun could see the man's face clearly, but when Jiang Xun's gaze fell on his face, Jiang Xun frowned and stopped. She was a little surprised. This person turned out to be Ling Chen. 'S father-volley cold.

Ling Chen's appearance is somewhat similar to that of Ling Kong Leng, but to be honest, Ling Kong Leng is much more attractive than him. Ling Kong Leng seems to be in his early thirties. He has a refined and free and easy temperament. He has a feeling of desirelessness. He is surrounded by the sexual tension of a mature man, because he has taken off the greenness, washed away the impetuosity, and carelessly. There will be a scent of wisdom, moisturizing things silently, gently accompanied by a matcha fragrance.

His facial features are more three-dimensional and handsome than Ling Chen, and the figure hidden under the suit seems to be stronger, giving people a sense of security.

From the outside, Jiang Xun also felt that he was worthy of the name of the son of best luck, at least this face was very good.

Jiang Xun looked at him and felt a little thirsty. She was eager to taste his mellow cup of tea, and smell his taste, from bitter to fragrant to mellow.

Jiang Xun has only seen a few such men, although she has read countless people in the previous two lives, it is rare to see such a man.

This kind of man’s heart is silent, not an iceberg, but harder to be moved than an iceberg. They have a deeper experience. They have seen more women, and naturally they have had a lot of women. Women who will take the initiative to pounce on them. It's even more like a Qing crossing the river.

However, the more this is the case, the more challenging it is, isn't it?

Jiang Xun hooked his lips, and many thoughts flashed in his heart, all of which were how to take down Lingkong Leng and make him fall under her pomegranate skirt, crazy for her.

Seeing that Volley was walking towards a black Bentley, Jiang Xun lowered his head and brewed for a few seconds. His eyes soon became blurred and his steps were a little light, and he looked like a drunk person.

She staggered to the front of the car, stretched out her hand and opened the door. After getting in the car, she leaned against the door and said uncomfortably, "Master Chen, drive and go straight home."

Even though she is acting as a drunk person, her voice is also extremely soft and charming, which can draw out the soul of a person.

The split ends of Jiang Xun's skirt were originally only to the knees, but she didn't sit well, so that she exposed her ski-white thighs, which was dazzling white.

She closed her eyes, and her beautiful face was directly greeted by the cold eyes of the volley. Such a beauty would surprise him too.

What's more, he was not a pure-hearted person, but his vision was too high, so there was no one around him.

But it is undeniable that this beauty who did not know where he came from has a very appetite for him, but there are too many women who take the initiative to give him arms, and there are endless patterns. It is unavoidable that the coldness of the air thinks that Jiang Xun is also trying to climb his bed. Just came to pretend to be drunk in the wrong car.

Ling Kong Leng has no feeling for this kind of woman, and even a little bored, so even if Jiang Xun is indeed beautiful enough, he is not going to take her into his arms.

Jiang Xun snorted uncomfortably, and his cold eyes became deep. He was silent for a long while and said coldly, "Miss, you got in the wrong car."

After hearing the cold voice of Ling Kong, Jiang Xun became even more determined to get him. She was itchy just to hear the voice. She was already imagining what the man would make on the bed.

Jiang Xun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Kong Leng with confusion.

There was a sea hidden in her eyes, her eyes were vast and misty, she was still eager to talk, pure and ignorant, as if she was telling something.

Ling Kong looked at her eyes coldly, as if to be sucked in by her.

She seems to be really drunk.

Ling Kong Leng did smell alcohol on her body, and couldn't help wondering if she had misunderstood.

The girl seemed young, maybe she was really drunk.

"Where do you live?" Ling Kong asked coldly.

Jiang Xun frowned, seemed to be thinking about his problem, blinked, stared at him, and said astonishingly: "Who are you? Why are you in my car?"

Lingkong is still expressionless, but people who know him will find him unnaturally changing his sitting position, "This is my car."

Jiang Xun seemed to not understand, frowning uncomfortably, "I want to vomit, I want to go home."

Volley was stunned, almost certain that she was really drunk. No woman who wanted to seduce him would tell him that she wanted to vomit.

He helplessly stretched out his hand to help his forehead, and asked again, "Where do you live?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xun fell on him, leaning on him and closed his eyes and became drunk.

The driver watched for a long time, thinking that Ling Kong Leng would drive this woman of unknown origin out of the car. Who knew that Ling Kong Leng did not speak for a long time, as if he froze and did not move.

The inside of the car was quiet, and there seemed to be no other sound except Jiang Xun's gentle breathing, and the driver felt very stressed.

"Ms. Ling?" The driver finally couldn't help but uttered.

"Return to Xishan's villa." The cold voice of the air seemed to be holding back something.

…

The villa in Xishan has always been living alone in the cold of the sky. He comes here relatively rarely, but his aunts clean it every day, so he can move in at any time.

When Ling Kong coldly helped Jiang Xun get out of the car, he was still thinking about what was going on with him, and somehow brought a woman back. Is it possible that he really wanted to take her in for a night?

The people have already been brought back, and this can only be done.

When the volley-cold hand touched her arm, there was a cold and smooth touch, which was the feeling of reluctant to let go once I started it, and it made people feel very excited.

Ling Kong Leng's self-control has always been good, but at this time he couldn't suppress the fire in his body. He frowned awkwardly and continued to walk into the house.

Jiang Xun smelled the clean, clear scent of his body, as if throwing away the noise of the world, deep and cold, like burning incense in a temple, with a faint Zen mind.

Jiang Xun couldn't help laughing in his heart, the smell of this person was a bit like an ascetic monk.

She seemed to want to see him crazy.

Ling Kong Leng casually found a guest bedroom, walked to the bed, and just about to put her down, Jiang Xun suddenly grabbed his waist and whispered, "Uncomfortable."

Ling Kong took a deep breath, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Jiang Xun rubbed his head, "headache."

Ling Kong Leng put her down, took her hands away, and slowly massaged her temples. His technique was very good, and Jiang Xun really felt very comfortable.

"feelling better?"

Jiang Xun nodded and smiled with satisfaction. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the sky cold, but her eyes were still hazy. She muttered to herself: "Am I dreaming?"

Ling Kong Leng didn't know what to think, and he cooperated and said, "You are dreaming."

Jiang Xun said "Oh", nodded, and sat in a daze.

When Ling Kong looked at her coldly, he felt a little cute. He sat next to her and looked at her, but did not leave.

After a while, Jiang Xun suddenly said, "I'm so uncomfortable, I want to take a bath."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and staggered to look for the bathroom. Lingkong Leng had no choice but to help her go.

When she got to the bathroom, she pushed the volley out and went out, "You go, I want to take a shower."

Ling Kong laughed dumbly. Just about to leave, Jiang Xun pulled him again, frowned, and said, "I want to change my pajamas."

…

Ling Kong Leng found a set of home pajamas, tops and trousers in his closet. Although it was a bit big for Jiang Xun, his family didn't have any clothes for her, which was relatively conservative.

When he walked to the bathroom door, when he was about to knock on the door and say to put his clothes outside, the bathroom door suddenly opened from the inside.

Jiang Xun was standing in front of him wrapped in a white bath towel, her white shoulders, **** collarbone, and the ups and downs on her chest were all in a glance. The bath towel was not big enough, and her knees were bare.

Before Ling Kong could speak coldly, Jiang Xun pouted and said, "Why are you so slow?"

Volley's cold eyes fell on her, not avoiding, but admiring her figure, he said in a deep voice, "I'll give you the clothes."

Jiang Xun still pretended to be in a dream. She pressed the bath towel with one hand, took the pajamas with the other, and ran into the next bedroom with bare feet.

She pursed her mouth and said, "I'm going to wear it in the room, don't look at it."

Ling Kong wanted to say that it was his bedroom, but Jiang Xun had already closed the door.

When Jiang Xun came out of the bedroom, his breath stopped coldly.

She wore a pajama top with long sleeves, and the length of the dress was just enough to cover the buttocks. The lower part of her body was bare. Her white and slender legs were dazzling white under the light, and the blushing area could be seen when she lifted her legs. .

Before Ling Kong Leng spoke, Jiang Xun complained first. She grumbled and said reluctantly, "Hey, your clothes are too big."

"Why don't you wear pants?" Ling Kong's voice was dull, low and sexy.

It's okay that he didn't say this. When he said the pants, Jiang Xun snorted, "Look, your pants are not suitable for me at all."

As she said, she leaned against the wall to lift her leg into the trouser leg, but as soon as she lifted her leg, the volley looked at everything coldly. It was a pair of white cat-patterned underwear.

Jiang Xun seemed to know nothing. He raised his other leg and put on his trousers. Then he pulled on the loose trousers and said aggrieved: "Look, if the pants are so big, they will fall off! How to wear..."

Her coquettish tone is soft and irritating, because pulling the trousers apart, her belly button is also exposed, her slender waist, a full grip, and white and tender skin...

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