"Chen Bin, you... you stallion!" Underneath Chen Bin, Jiang Jing seemed to have lost her senses. At that moment, she didn't care how many people were staying in the villa; she couldn't restrain her voice: "I... I've never... never felt... felt this way before!"
"Chen Bin, it's... it's you who made me realize that being a woman is pretty great!"
"So... so comfortable! Chen Bin, you... just finish me off! Even if... even if it kills me, I... I'm willing!"
Looking at Jiang Jing in this state, Chen Bin was filled with emotion.
In the past, Jiang Jing, to Chen Bin, was unattainable. She wasn't just beautiful and well-shaped, but she also had a temperament that was gentle and refined.
Who would have thought that Jiang Jing, now under him, would look just like any other woman?
However, Chen Bin had long since developed feelings for Jiang Jing, so he wouldn't belittle her or love her any less for her wildness in bed.
