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

Jing Jiaren thought that Ximen Longting was unhappy because she ordered too much, so she couldn't help being happy:

"Why, Master Xi thinks that I ordered too much and my flesh hurts?"

When outsiders were present, both she and the Jing family called Ximen Longting "Master Xi".

Because although the surname Ximen is not very special, but a powerful person with this name can easily guess that it is the Ximen family...

Jing Jiaren didn't deliberately want to protect his identity, but didn't want others to see his identity when she was with him.

Otherwise, she will also receive attention, and there will be no peace in the days to come.

Ximen Longting suddenly covered his face and pricked her with a stubble: "Whatever you want to eat, use, and wear, just mention it."

Cut, he will be so kind to her?

Jing Jiaren twisted her face away forcefully: "It hurts."

His stubble is so hard!

Ximen Longting also felt that his beard had hardened. He used to pay attention to his appearance, so he would shave off the new stubble.But in the past few days, when she was not with him, his thoughts were all on her...

Thinking of this, he maliciously stabbed her with his beard again to punish her.

Jing Jiaren dodged for a while, her tender face was shaved red by his beard.

When Ximen Longting found out, he frowned: "The skin is so tender."

Jing Jiaren covered her hot right cheek, her eyes were burning with fire!

Everything on this rough man is a sharp weapon to hurt her!

Ximen Longting clasped her wrist: "Let me see."

"Do not touch me!"

"Then give me a kiss."

"Give me death!"

The two quarreled for a while, and when Wilson came back, seeing the heated atmosphere of the fight, he didn't know whether to leave or go in.

Ximen Longting coldly ordered Wilson to buy some ointment for bruises.

The waiters started to serve things, because the table was not big and there were too many things, so every food was a dish.

The tallest dish has twelve layers, and each layer has different flavors of dim sum.

The wait staff stood by and introduced the types of food, bringing to their plates what they wanted to taste.

On the first wave were Russian pastries;

On the second wave are French pastries;

The third wave is Japanese sushi;

Fourth wave...

Jing Jiaren was dazzled, but she didn't expect that there are so many kinds. Just looking at them, she felt her appetite began to fill up. If she tasted everything, she might be full to death.

At first, Jing Jiaren was afraid that Ximen Longting would force her to eat all the food she ordered because of the money spent.

Fortunately, her worries were unnecessary...

He just said, "Pick what you like and eat."

Jing Jiaren looked around and found that most of them had never eaten, so she didn't know which one was delicious.

"Choose the one that looks pleasing to you."

They are all very delicate and beautiful, and they are all pleasing to the eye.

In the end, I asked the waiter to recommend a good taste to try, and it was really authentic and delicious.

If she had to be hugged and sat on his lap when she wasn't eating, she thought the taste would be even better!

From time to time, his head came over, biting off the food on her fork, or licking the sauce that flowed down her fingers...

His breath also sprayed on her neck.

Under such circumstances, Jing Jiaren is not in the mood to eat at all, okay?

But as soon as she stopped the fork, Ximen Longting began to play tricks on her, groping under her skirt dishonestly with his big hands, forcing her to continue eating!