Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

First, carry Jing Jiaren to the center of the heart-shaped candle, and shoot facing the servant's camera.

"No one in this world is qualified to be by your side except me."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, I love you."

Jing Jiaren looked at his red pupils like jewels, her heart was churning, she couldn't tell what it was like.

Ximen Longting turned up the volume: "Beauty, I love you!"

The sound of the waves, crashing, clacking——

"Jing Jiaren, I love you—"

[I love you, I love you, I love you...]

In the night, the island was empty and silent, as if a lingering echo sounded from somewhere, or perhaps the sound came from the bottom of Jing Jiaren's heart and lingered in her ears for a long time.

In the villa, a warm light was shining.

Jing Jiaren was placed on the black grand piano.

She was sitting on the high piano, and he was in front of the piano, playing "To Alice" with his slender fingers.

This is a love song, which Beethoven dedicated to a student he loved very much.

The pure white feet were placed on the piano cover, and on the ankles, a silver chain exuded a warm luster.

This is the first time Ximen Longting played piano music for him.

She is like a high-ranking queen, while he is like a submissive commoner.

Jing Jiaren stared down at his face. His long eyelashes and deep contours were outlined by the light, like an untouchable painting, which seemed distorted.

Jing Jiaren's mood tonight was like the waves crashing outside the window, never peaceful for a moment.

Why did Ximen Longting do this to her at this time?

To make her more and more guilty and reluctant.

Originally, she planned to do everything for Ximen Longting in the past three days to make him happy.But in the end, it was still him who was pleasing her.

The last syllable stopped, Ximen Longting lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the back of her foot.

There was plenty of heat in the room.

She was wearing a nightgown covered with lace, with a fair face and shawl hair, really like a holy goddess.

He deeply kissed her from toes, instep, ankle, calf, all the way up.

The skirt was gradually lifted by him...

Jing Jiaren curled her toes, clutched the piano and quietly watched his head emerge from between her legs.

"Beauty..." He said in a hoarse voice, "God wants to kill me, I will fight to the end, if you want to kill me, I have nowhere to escape..."

Jing Jiaren's eyes began to blur.

He got up and hugged her, kissing her frantically.

"This time, I'll do it on the piano..."

His deep voice suddenly sounded.

"Then on the bed, washing in the bathtub... Mandarin duck bath..."

Only then did he part his lips slightly, and kissed her hard again reluctantly.

Jing Jiaren's mind went blank, she was kissed blankly by him like a puppet...

She knew what Ximen Longting meant, her first time was here, and she was crazily plundered and possessed by him.

All her hatred and resentment towards him started from here!

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, as if she saw that man who was as noble as a god. When he first met, he was noble and awe-inspiring, with an arrogant and wicked sarcasm on his lips forever.

And now-

"Beauty, I am your..."

"Ximen Longting..."

There was a gentle smile on the flirtatious lips.

The man's deep, insatiable voice whispered in her ear, calling her name.

Her hair was tangled in his slender fingers.

It is dizzyingly intoxicating, and even the lights are strange and charming...