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

Jing Jiaren walked out of the room and went to the hall downstairs. The whole apartment was decorated in Baroque style. By the fireplace on the first floor, Ximen Longting was sitting on a rocking chair, and two servants knelt at his feet, beating him. .

Playing a soothing English song, "Once upon a dream", the vicissitudes of the female voice, singing the sadness of nostalgic style...

Jing Jiaren walked over softly, shook her hands, and the two maids backed away quietly.

Jing Jiaren knelt down, and her 4-month-old belly was already showing slightly.

She massaged him intently.

I have changed from pressing randomly without any rules before, to now I know exactly his acupuncture points and move his meridians...

Ximen Longting's deep face was backlit, his head was drooping, and the bridge of his nose was even more straight, reflecting the beautiful shadow of his nose.

Such a handsome and picturesque man, I can't imagine how much loss it will be if he leaves this world.

Did God create him and have the heart to destroy him? !

There is a picture album on his knee, and he still has a pen in his hand.

Jing Jiaren kneaded for a while, and wanted to take out the album...

Ximen Longting suddenly said, "How long have I been asleep?"

Jing Jiaren raised her eyes: "Are you awake?"

Ximen Longting half-knocked his eyes: "When did you come?"

Perhaps because of the effect of the medicine, he became more and more lethargic, and fell asleep easily as long as he was sitting.

"It won't be long. Since you woke up, drink the medicine. I'll go to the kitchen to serve it."

Ximen Longting held her hand: "Do you want the servant to be laid off?"

"I like taking care of you."

"Your massage skills are terrible, not as professional as the servants." He raised his eyebrows, "It's easy to spill the medicine if you bring it."

He just deliberately said that she didn't do well, so that she would stop.

"I will do better and better!" Jing Jiaren insisted.

Ximen Longting brought her to stand up, and handed the album, pen and paper behind her...

Wilson, who was standing not far away, immediately came to pick him up.

He pulled her into his arms and held her burnt finger: "Be honest."

"I accidentally boiled the medicine..."

"Jing Jiaren, how many times do you want me to warn you!"

"..."

"Next time you boil the medicine, I won't drink it at all."

"Ximen Longting, you don't need to be so heartless, do you?" Jing Jiaren glared at him.

Ximen Longting rolled up his pale lips: "I have already indulged you enough."

"Then I'll make you a new LOVE HUT? (Love's Little Home)"

"I have one, get something else."

After the Love Villa Ximen Longting was repaired, Wilson specially asked Wilson to make a glass shell to cover the entire villa.

The special tempered glass is not broken, and you can see everything warm in the villa through the glass at any time... it plays a good protective role.

Ximen Longting sent it back to the island house, and it was said to be put in a safe.

Jing Jiaren recalled the memory that Ximen Longting put the scorpion puppet and the cookies she made in the safe before, but he couldn't open it because of his high fever.

Thinking about it now, why do you feel so warm?

"Put it in the safe, so you're not afraid of the same thing as last time?"

"Learn your lesson, this time the safe does not have a self-destruct procedure."

But Jing Jiaren has a very bad premonition...

Love Villa is a thread bomb, which seems to be detonated at any time, exposing Leng Aofeng's existence.

But the most important thing now is Ximen Longting's condition, Jing Jiaren can't care about anything else.