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

Jing Jiaren gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and put Ximen Longting on her shoulder again.

This time, he didn't pull his long legs anymore, and directly dragged him upstairs.

After taking two or three steps, she stopped to catch her breath.

And the chef stood behind and protected the young master's back...

Sweat was dripping from her hair, and her back was covered with sweat, soaking the wound, and it hurt so much.

Her lower lip was bitten off, and a little blood spread...

I have never carried such a heavy thing before, as if there is a huge hill on my shoulders.

After more than ten minutes, she half dragged and half carried her to the middle of the stairs, her body felt dizzy, and she was about to fall backwards. Fortunately, the chef helped them in time.

Jing Jiaren was exhausted and weak.

"Do you want to throw me to death?" Ximen Longting's cruel voice sounded, "I'd rather fall to my death than leave, right?"

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath.

But all he could smell was the smell of the sea breeze he carried...

The sand on his body rubbed against him, and he had the salty taste of sea water, as bitter as tears.

I really want to just not leave like this, and the two of them will roll down together and die.

As long as you are with him, you will not be alone in death.

Jing Jiaren smiled strangely, but it's a pity that she still has so many unfinished things, she can't die.When she died, Leng Lintian vented his anger, and how many innocent people suffered.

Why did she have to bear such a heavy fate.

half an hour.

Jing Jiaren carried Ximen Longting upstairs, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief, as if she was finally relieved.

"We have arrived……"

"..."

"I've carried you upstairs."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, did you pay back what I owed you?"

The weight on his shoulders suddenly disappeared, and Ximen Longting let her go, not to mention how strenuous he was on this journey, his whole body was uncomfortably ground with sand and dripping with water.Her two feet were still being dragged and bumped on the stairs.

"This counts as returning it to me?" He smiled coldly, "You haven't carried me to the room yet."

All the strength in Jing Jiaren's body was exhausted.

It took all his strength to carry him upstairs...

"This time, no one is allowed to help!" His sullen voice was directed at the cook and the servants.

Under his cruel gaze, they had no choice but to stand far away.

Jing Jiaren took a breath, and continued walking with him on her back.

Ximen Longting's legs also got up, and he was no longer willing to hang on the ground to be dragged by her. In this way, his whole body weight came over him.

Jing Jiaren's body fell, and she fell heavily on the ground.

Similarly, Ximen Longting didn't feel better, and fell heavily on the ground together with her.

His body made her unable to move at all.

She wanted to just lie down like this and die, but when she looked at the ceiling, the image of Leng Aofeng standing on a branch being attacked by wolves emerged.

Breathing hot breath, she stood up hard.

Just as he supported half of his upper body with his hands on the ground, he was crushed by the weight of Ximen Longting again...

Jing Jiaren felt like a soldier crawling in the mud.

Ximen Longting's eyes were like fire!

This dead woman couldn't stand up, and she actually crawled on her back!

She crawled forward! ! !

The great sadness welling up in his veins, the pain in his heart that seemed to be twisted into pieces by a twisting machine—it was all given to him by himself!

He was so angry that he bit Jing Jiaren's shoulder hard, the anger that had nowhere to vent made him depressed, and he was about to vomit blood out of anger!