You might as well just become a monk [female A male O]

Chapter 8

Chapter 8. Self-Control

    Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuanqing was quite calm.

    Qi Xi wasn't too surprised by this, after all, the rules of the Jiang family were there, and there were so many competitors around.

    But if Jiang Yuanqing didn't want to lose face too badly, she would have to bear it for at least a while before she could succeed.

    The first trial did not get any useful feedback, and Qi Xi couldn't even smell Jiang Yuanqing's pheromone.

    Fortunately, he didn't feel any frustration or loss of self-confidence because of this. If Jiang Yuanqing fell too soon, he would suspect that his vision was too poor, why did he want to shake such a fragile person.

    To deliberately seduce Jiang Yuanqing with a purpose is a very wicked and despised thing in itself.

    The reason why Qi Xi chose to do this thing was not only a last resort, but also a small reason that came from his bad taste.

    Looking at the person who exudes abstinence in the eyes of others, but in private, he can't resist the temptation of a certain person and breaks his defenses, which is very fulfilling.

    But when Jiang Yuanqing unreservedly released Qi Xi's tenderness and kindness, he unexpectedly felt a little guilty.

    But the strangeness that just popped up didn't affect Qi Xi's continued lack of great virtue. Whoever makes people do nothing for themselves will be destroyed by heaven and earth.

    Besides, he didn't want to take advantage of his status to force Jiang Yuanqing, he just exuded a little charm, and he was fine if he resisted Jiang Yuanqing.

    Qi Xi, who has no psychological burden on molesting minors, calmly buttoned up her black shirt, lay lazily on the bed and continued to read the plot of the next scene.

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    After Jiang Yuanqing gently closed Qi Xi's door, he returned to his room.

    She put the flamboyant signature paper into the storage space, and then the halo was taken off her wrist.

    Without any unnecessary movements, Jiang Yuanqing entered the bathroom neatly and washed himself clean from the inside out.

    Her face was calm under the hazy mist, but the heart buried in her chest was burning like a fire.

    White legs, jade chest, collarbone, black shirt.

    Before these words are fully seen by people at a glance, they will indeed be ambiguous words that are easy to imagine.

    But when you see it with your own eyes, you will understand that all this is not just ambiguous.

    Jiang Yuanqing lowered her eyes in confusion, she had never looked so carefully at certain locations that were strictly prohibited by the Jiang family's ancestral rules.

    The wonderful reaction brought by the body may be the best interpretation of these words, but Jiang Yuanqing just watched indifferently, without the slightest urge to release himself willfully.

    In such an era of openness and enthusiasm, some restricted-rated movies hidden by the ancient earth have long been legalized, and there are even professional websites for viewing.

    As long as you can afford it, you can even skip the flat film and watch it directly in the simulated three-dimensional world.

    People who are young at the beginning of love are basically curious about this. Interstellar Network has strict age restrictions and interceptions, but those who are interested will always find special channels, so when Jiang Yuanqing was still learning various professional knowledge, there were already peers secretly discussing this. kind of thing.