"When you conceive a child, you will receive more expensive gifts."

Jing Jiaren picked up the box and shook it in her hand, then pushed it back to Ximen Longting: "Then, I'll give it to you."

"..."

"Here's your tip for serving me for two nights."

"..."

Ximen Longting's masculine authority was most directly provoked, and he slammed her jaw: "Woman, you seem to be too complacent?"

"Do you feel insulted?" Jing Jiaren stared at him with clear eyes, "I just used the way you insulted me and gave it back to you."

this woman...

"You think it's great to be rich?"

The two looked at each other face to face.

Ximen Longting's eyes were frighteningly cold, and Jing Jiaren's momentum was not weaker than him at all!

It is said that one thing is one thing, before this, Young Master Ximen had never met anyone who dared to be so presumptuous to him.

"I'm curious, what does your family do."

"A small citizen who is not worth mentioning can't compare with your big family."

He didn't believe it, if she had such a background, how dare she be so powerful?

wealthy...

Jing Jiaren sneered in her heart. In this life, she will never marry a wealthy family, let alone have anything to do with anyone related to a wealthy family!

She's just an ordinary woman, and she can't afford the power of these dignitaries——

At this moment, a man's face appeared in front of his eyes.

He held her in his arms with his strong arms, his eyes were like obsidian, and he stared deeply at her: [Lady, my heart is yours, and you are the only one I love in this life. 】

How clearly she remembered the way he stared at her, the scorching temperature of his chest holding her.

When he said that he loved her, he said the iron-blooded mantra, and he swore...

In the church, he promised himself that he would not marry unless she fell in love with another woman, and that he would go to hell if he fell in love with another woman.

But in the blink of an eye, he took another woman's hand and got engaged.And he explained to her that it was family pressure, and he was forced to.

Jing Jiaren's heart twitched in pain.

If he hadn't concealed his background as a wealthy young man, she wouldn't have fallen in love with him at all.

It was he who had to provoke her, squeeze into her world, make her believe in him, give up her heart, and in the end trampled her hard.

One heartbreak is enough.

Jing Jiaren's heart ached suddenly, as if being poked back and forth with a sharp knife.

Her body trembled a little, even her breathing trembled...

Ximen Longting frowned, looking at her pale face, he reached out to touch her, but she overreacted and opened his hand: "Don't touch me!"

"What did you think of?" He jokingly said, "It seems to be a very unhappy thing."

"Do you tube."

"So excited, is it related to feelings?" He stared at her coldly, "Is it a man?"

A prophecy.

Jing Jiaren reacted more intensely and stared up at him: "It has nothing to do with you, you just need to take care of yourself."

Ximen Longting's pupils shrank, instantly displeased.

He has an obsession with spiritual cleanliness, and any woman who can climb into his bed must not only be a virgin, but must also be a blank sheet of paper emotionally.

Who said that men are inherently possessive?

As for Ximen Longting's identity, he has the ability to carry out his possessive desire!

"Whether it has anything to do with me, you will know later." He pinched her chin, "However, I will make you forget him soon."

"Why?" She really didn't like his arrogant and determined tone - as if everything in the world was at his disposal.

"Because you met me."

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