日本学生与黑人xxxx

Lian Jing narrowed his eyes dangerously. He took off his jacket and sat by the bed to look at her.

When Shen Yin saw that he had no intention of leaving, alarm bells immediately rang, but she could not sit still. It was as if there were spikes on her butt.

Shen Yin glared at him. “Why are you sitting here? Don’t forget what I said last time.”

“What did you say?” Lian Jing raised his eyebrows. He leaned forward and placed his hands on either side of her, his body pressing down on her. She had no choice but to lean back and barely managed to maintain some distance.

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Shen Yin pushed his chest. “Sit up straight and speak properly. I said last time that you have to respect me. After all, I’m not your bedmate who’s at your beck and call.”

Lian Jing listened earnestly. His left hand reached under the pillow, but he deliberately continued to tease her to distract her. “Oh? I’ve never had a bedmate before. Is it really as fun as you say? Do you want try?”

“Who wants to be your bedmate!” Shen Yin pushed him away in embarrassment. When she saw what he was holding, she nearly died of embarrassment.

He had actually stolen her phone!

Lian Jing held his cell phone smugly and used one hand to block her from rushing over to snatch it back. He swiped the screen playfully with his other hand, and the romantic noises suddenly rang out in the room again.

Lian Jing’s expression froze when he saw the man’s face in the video. Then, he pressed the pause button expressionlessly and turned the screen to Shen Yin. “Where did you get this video?”

Shen Yin had been exposed and she decided to shift the blame. “How would I know when you did such things? It was even recorded and posted online!”

Lian Jing glared at her angrily. “Are your eyes useless? If you don’t need them, you can donate them to someone who needs them. My face was clearly added on later!”

Shen Yin rolled her eyes and refused to back down. “I can’t tell. Who knows if this is real or fake.”

Lian Jing was so angry that he laughed. He flung the cell phone away and placed his hands on both sides of her body. He leaned dangerously close to her ear and sniffed. She felt his warm breath on her face. “If we try it, you’ll soon find out if it’s real of fake.”

“Nonsense.” Shen Yin pretended to push him away, but he suppressed her. Since she could not push Lian Jing away, she was forced to scold him. “Lian Jing, you’re so shameless. Who cares if it’s real or fake! Get up quickly!”

Lian Jing allowed her to scold him as he stared at her lips. The few shreds of rationality left in his mind warned him to respect her and not touch her.

He slowly pushed himself up and stared at the blushing woman beneath him. “You don’t care? What if it’s true?”

Shen Yin suddenly frowned, feeling as if someone had stabbed her in the chest. She glared at him angrily. “If it’s true, I’ll immediately leave with Nian Nian!”

Lian Jing smiled and touched the gauze on her neck. “Why do you care?”

Shen Yin was stumped by his question, and her heart suddenly fluttered. She said provocatively, “I don’t care who you’ve slept with. I just don’t want my son to have a father who thinks with the lower half of his body!”

Lian Jing’s good mood dissipated a little. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly got up to let go of her. He picked up his phone in frustration and called Zhong Xin.

Zhong Xin had just arrived at the door of the ward when he heard his President shouting on the phone, “Are you dead? Why haven’t you brought the food over yet!”

“Coming, coming.” Zhong Xin rubbed his nose aggrievedly. It was obvious that his President had suffered at Miss Shen’s hands again and now he was venting his anger on him.

But Miss Shen was really impressive. She always made the President murderously angry, yet nothing ever happened to her and she would continue to provoke him.

Instead, he was the one who got into trouble every time!

Zhong Xin sighed heavily. For the sake of the generous salary that the President gave him every month, he gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger as he knocked on the door. “President Lian, the food is here.”

“Come in.” Lian Jing had already regained his coldness. He was sitting down, swiping at his phone.

Zhong Xin secretly sized up the atmosphere in the room. It did not seem to be as tense as he had imagined. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. He carefully took out the food and placed it on the table, then hurriedly left the ward as if he was fleeing for his life.

Lian Jing looked at Shen Yin, who was sitting on the bed in a daze and staring at him. He frowned and snorted. “Eat. Do you think you can fill your stomach by gazing at me?”

Shen Yin gritted her teeth in anger. Who wants to look at you! You really know how to flatter yourself! I’m looking at the phone in your hand!

That’s my phone!