The evil female is delicate and weak, and the four beastly husbands take turns feeding her.

Chapter 45 What are you doing to my wife!
"look at me."

Ye Xian didn't want to look at him, but her head was pinched by Lin Zhijing and she couldn't turn away, so she closed her eyes. Her eyes were sore and she didn't want to open them at all.

But she never expected that Lin Zhijing was so perverted that he actually pried open her eyelids. In order to express her stubbornness, she rolled her eyes and vowed not to look at this dog man who drugged her.

Lin Zhijing narrowed his sharp eyes and looked at Ye Xian, who was forced to open his eyes, which were full of white. He felt more and more angry: "What's the matter? Did I dirty your eyes?"

Ye Xian continued to roll his eyes.

"Don't look at me! I wonder how long you can hold on!"

Lin Zhijing had an argument with Ye Xian. When Ye Xian didn't look at him, he kept holding up Ye Xian's eyelids.

Ye Xian rolled his eyes for a while, then felt a headache coming on. He simply opened his eyes and weakly scolded Lin Zhijing, "Are you sick?"

Lin Zhijing chuckled: "It's you who's sick now, not me."

"That's not your fault!"

After saying that, Ye Xian couldn't help but start crying, his long and curly eyelashes stuck together, looking so pitiful.

But she swore that she really didn't want to cry, her eyes were shedding tears on their own.

Lin Zhijing's movements suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head to look at Ye Xian under him. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Pearl-sized tears slid down her cheeks and rolled into the shirt he was wearing on Ye Xian, leaving a water stain.

The pair of originally blurred eyes were now covered with a layer of mist, with a bit of helplessness and grievance.

He was suddenly at a loss and quickly released the hand that was holding her chin, but females have naturally delicate skin, and even though he didn't use much force, her chin still turned red.

Lin Zhijing hurriedly tried to wipe the tears from Ye Xian's face, but the tears seemed unstoppable and the more he wiped, the more they came.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I won't pinch your chin or hold up your eyelids anymore."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of regret and self-blame.

Ye Xian didn't say anything, just bit her lower lip, tears still falling.

Her body was still trembling slightly, and she looked at him with some complicated emotions.

Lin Zhijing's heart seemed to be gripped by something, and it ached with stuffiness.

As more and more tears flowed, Ye Xian's consciousness became more and more blurred, and gradually his body instincts took over.

She couldn't help but press her hot cheek against Lin Zhijing's palm. Her palm, which was already cold, was more like an ice cube that could cool her down in the summer.

Ye Xian let out a comfortable sigh and rubbed against Lin Zhijing's hand like a kitten.

Lin Zhijing's whole body was stiff, his eyes were wandering, he didn't even dare to look at Ye Xian at the moment, but he let Ye Xian indulge himself.

Ye Xian was no longer satisfied with the small piece of palm. He closed his eyes and rubbed everywhere that could make her feel more comfortable.

But the thick lab coat blocked out her body temperature. Ye Xian touched around but couldn't find any place like her palm that could make her feel comfortable.

Lin Zhijing glanced around guiltily. There was no one else except the unconscious Bo Jing. He silently placed Ye Xian's hand on the part of his lab coat that was burned, revealing his chest muscles.

Ye Xian felt as if his whole body was on fire, and every inch of his skin was clamoring for touch.

When she felt the cool and elastic touch of his chest muscles, her fingers unconsciously penetrated from there, climbing up to his shoulders, her fingertips trembling slightly as she slid down his neck, touching his prominent collarbone and bulging abdominal muscles, followed by his flat abdomen and a slightly rough feel.

In an instant, the air in the room seemed to be ignited by fire, hot and lingering.

Lin Zhijing's body suddenly arched and his breathing suddenly became heavier.

He quickly grabbed Ye Xian's hand and warned himself that if he continued, he would cross the line.

He lowered his head to look at Ye Xian in his arms. Her cheeks were abnormally flushed, her eyes were blurred and distracted, her lips were slightly open and closed, and her breath was hot and rapid.

"Ye Xian..." Lin Zhijing's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of restraint and repression, "Don't you want me to be your antidote?"

Ye Xian didn't answer, she just wanted to break free from Lin Zhijing's restraint. Her body was so hot that it was about to explode.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Lin Zhijing's eyes, and then he figured something out and slowly let go of Ye Xian's hand.

Ye Xian regained her freedom and continued what she had just done. Her movements were random and she just rubbed randomly. It was this unskilled movement that carried a fatal temptation that almost made Lin Zhijing's mind collapse.

His breathing became heavier, and his raised almond-shaped eyes were full of charm.

Ye Xian suddenly tightened his fingers, and Lin Zhijing couldn't help but groan. He tilted his neck back to feel the unfamiliar stimulation, and his tailbone was throbbing with pain.

He now doubted whether the aphrodisiac would evaporate, otherwise why was his consciousness starting to become a little confused?

Lin Zhijing was sitting on the ground at this moment. In order to facilitate Ye Xian's movements, he supported his arms behind his back and tilted his body back forty-five degrees. Ye Xian lay on him with his legs straddling both sides.

Worried that she would fall, Lin Zhijing half-bent one leg and kept the other leg flat.

His current posture was indeed very convenient for Ye Xian. Ye Xian followed the clues and touched Lin Zhijing from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top.

As Lin Zhijing's temperature rose, Ye Xian pulled his hand away unhappily because it was no longer cool.

Ice cubes are useless if they are not cooling. Ye Xian wanted to leave, but Lin Zhijing grabbed his waist and pressed him down.

Looking at Ye Xian, who was so beautiful that it seemed unreal, Lin Zhijing's breathing became heavy, and the desire in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, but only lightly touched them on the surface. Even so, Lin Zhijing felt so excited that he wanted to go crazy.

His palm slid down her waistline, holding her tightly in his arms, his voice low and hoarse: "Ye Xian, I will be your antidote, okay?"

Ye Xian could no longer hear what he said. She only knew that she had found another cool ice cube: Lin Zhijing's lips.

Lin Zhijing's lips are neither thick nor thin, with clear lip lines and a cute bead in the middle of his upper lip. However, Lin Zhijing's expression is always cold and indifferent, which makes the bead of his lips also cold and distant.

Ye Xian took the initiative to hug Lin Zhijing's neck and pulled her down until she could put the ice into her mouth.

Feeling the moist and soft touch on his lips, Lin Zhijing went completely crazy. He pressed his big hand on the back of Ye Xian's round head and began to counterattack.

Males are always gifted in this regard, as if it is an innate memory that they can learn without any instruction once it is triggered.

The surrounding environment was getting hotter and hotter. Lin Zhijing himself didn't notice that his legs were turning into gray snake tails. The smooth scales reflected the sunlight outside the house and slowly wrapped around Ye Xian's body. The scene looked obscene.

Just when Lin Zhijing was about to move on to the next step, Bo Jing on the bed suddenly woke up.

"What are you doing to my wife!?"

(End of this chapter)