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

It is difficult for her to escape from his control now, if Shang Yanxuan is involved, it will only be more complicated.

And her unclean body, even if Shang Yanxuan doesn't mind, can she get over her heart?So many things happened in between... Can they go back to the past without any grievances?

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts ran around in her mind, and they were pulled into a mess.

Ximen Longting pinched her chin, and her wandering thoughts made him angry: "Woman, when you're with me, I won't allow you to be absent-minded, let alone think about other men!"

Jing Jiaren looked at him blankly: "You can restrain my body, but you can't control my mind."

"..."

"I can think of whoever I want, you don't care."

Ximen Longting's eyes are like a wolf whose pupils glow in the dark——

It's bloodlust, killing, anger.

He can indulge everything about her, except that he can't indulge her thinking about other men in her heart.

The big hand ruthlessly tore up her skirt and grabbed her chest, as if trying to pull out her heart.

"I'm so good to you, isn't that enough?" It was clearly her that was grasping, but it seemed as if he was grasping his own heart, with a hideous pain, "What do you really want?"

"I want you to die...uh..."

The vicious kiss blocked her, but she was different from usual, she neither resisted nor followed, as if she knew this moment would come, like a piece of wood without a soul.

His hand ignited wantonly, and she didn't respond at all? !

Jing Jiaren's mind was wandering, her soul and body seemed to be stripped away...

Shang Yanxuan was next door, but she was lying on another man's bed.

What a great irony!

Her soul is her own, and it is only her body that is humiliated. She seems to look at herself with pity from above.

The cruel color condensed in the blood pupil...

Ximen Longting's face was full of strength, and with a little effort, her white and tender skin was covered with pinched bruises.

Biting her lip hard, blood flowed out and stained each other's lips...

Bloody silver threads dripped onto the white sheets.

She is still a beautiful and empty doll, without pain, not even a trace of expression.

What appeared in the dark eyes was forbearance towards him.

As if waiting for it to end—

Damn it, his eyes were reddened suddenly, wanting to destroy her and kill her.

"Do you remember what you said?"

"You are my Ximen Longting's woman!"

"look at me!"

Jing Jiaren simply closed her eyes.

He held her eyelids hard, wanting her to look at him, even if her eyes were forced to open, there was nothing.

It seems to pass through him and see far away...

"Shi~t!"

Jing Jiaren was ready to be violated, but the weight on her body suddenly disappeared.

She heard the movement of him getting up and leaving, the sound of cloth rubbing when putting on clothes, and then the leather shoes stepping on the ground, and the loud closing sound of the door!

The space is completely quiet.

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes for a long time before finally opening them.

The big bed was messy and wrinkled, showing the intense entanglement just now, but he disappeared.

She thought he would force her, why did he let her go at the last moment?

There were bursts of tingling pain from her lips, and she pressed the bitten place, and little red blood stained her snow-white fingers.

There are several bruises wrung out by him on his body——

Jing Jiaren pressed the bruise lightly. There was a slight pain, and she couldn't help frowning.