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

Sure enough, it was given to her.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip: "Thank you, I like it very much."

In the next second, a big hand took the scorpion puppet from her, and Ximen Longting's face was extremely gloomy.

"Don't touch my things." He said in an emotionless voice, "Didn't Ms. Jing say that you should respect other people's privacy?"

"You gave this puppet to me."

"When did I say that!?"

"You asked me in the puppet, did you like it?" Jing Jiaren also discovered that her skin can be so thick, "I like it, I like it very much."

Ximen Longting's tense jaw moved: "I asked you if you liked it, but I didn't say you liked it, so I gave it to you."

"Ximen Longting...you obviously want to send me off."

Ximen Longting casually threw it into the trash can.

Jing Jiaren's heart seemed to be thrown into it...

She paled for a moment, and walked over to pick it up.

But the arm was grabbed by a strong force, Ximen Longting glared at her angrily: "Don't pick it up!"

"How long are you going to make trouble?" Jing Jiaren reached out to hug him, her eyelashes wet with tears, "Do you know that my heart will hurt if you treat me like this..."

"Pain?" Ximen Longting sneered, "How much pain?"

"The big tree in my heart is uprooted, do you think it hurts?"

Ximen Longting froze all over.

Wet drops of water fell from his hair and dripped on her face.

Jing Jiaren raised her face: "I'm honored to be your Scorpion Queen."

She stroked his chin, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him tremblingly.

His face was gently avoided, her lips brushed his face, and kissed the cold air...

Jing Jiaren, these are the punishments you deserve.Taste the bitter fruit of treating him like this when you snubbed him.

Jing Jiaren tried her best to smile: "It's okay, I want to experience all the pain you have experienced."

Ximen Longting's throat rolled violently.

Jing Jiaren got out of his arms and walked to the trash can to pick up the puppet. Fortunately, she had just asked a servant to clean up the trash can and the floor, and the trash can was replaced with a new bag, which was very clean.

Jing Jiaren patted the dust that wasn't on the scorpion.

Ximen Longting's lips are a painful maroon...

He turned sharply to look out the window, his fists clenched tightly at his side.He should have someone throw her out directly, or he should stride away from here immediately and never see her again!

If you let her stay for another minute, it will be dangerous for one more minute.

But the feet are rooted, unable to move half a step.

There seemed to be a rock on his chest, and he couldn't say a word.

Jing Jiaren took his hand: "Didn't you tell me that you must dry your hair immediately after washing?"

"..."

"Ximen Longting, can I blow your hair for you?"

She took his hand and motioned him to sit in front of the dressing table.

Ximen Longting's sharp red eyes stared at her.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were red, from the first time he saw her, he knew how badly she was crying...

The strangulation on her neck made him want to kiss pitifully.

His eyes became more and more blood red.

"I've never blow-dried your hair before, have I? Ximen Longting, let me do something for you." Jing Jiaren was flustered and uncomfortable by his gaze.

"Then you get out immediately?"

"..." Jing Jiaren took a breath, avoiding his question, "Sit down."

The room was quiet.

The sound of the hair dryer humming...

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