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

Ximen Longting's eyes flickered darkly, his flirtatious lips were slightly pursed, and he turned over.

The tall figure turned her back, exuding an air of indifference and alienation all over his body.

The Jing family was slightly taken aback——

He didn't stick around shamelessly as usual, forcing her to do something she didn't want to do, or say some nasty words!

It was quite beyond her surprise.

At this time, how could he miss such a good opportunity with his personality?

Is he sleepwalking?

It is said that some people sleep with their eyes open——

Jing Jiaren felt a little creepy. After waiting for a while, she didn't see any movement from him, and she was really anxious...

When he came out of the toilet, the big bed was still shrouded in strong coldness, and he exuded an air of not being approached.

Jing Jiaren hesitated for a moment, and lay down on the sofa instead of going to bed.

Perhaps it was to satisfy her physical needs, and it was late at night again, her eyelids became heavy, and she soon fell asleep.

big bed.

Ximen Long Tingjun frowned, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Just now she was sleeping next to him, and he could hear her every shallow breathing and turning over.

He knew she hadn't slept, her scent bothered her, and the sound of her breathing was even more disturbing!

He wanted to hold her firmly in his arms a few times, maybe he could sleep soundly.

Where did the bursting anger in my heart come from?

The whole body is anxious and irritable, as if dynamite will burn with just one touch.

Listening to the other side of the sofa, Jing Jiaren heard even breathing...

This woman can actually sleep!

Ximen Longting's inner anger rose suddenly.

Get up angrily like a leopard, walk in front of her, wanting to wake her up immediately, to see what kind of heart this heartless woman is made of——

Jing Jiaren felt the cold murderous aura in her sleep, and unconsciously scratched her pink face with her hand, and hugged herself.

Asleep, she was as beautiful as an angel of comfort, and she couldn't bear to be disturbed.

Ximen Longting's heart suddenly became extremely soft at this moment.

The tall figure stood quietly for a while, then walked to the French window and lit a cigarette.

She is not worthy of his heart for her, he is just interested in her on a whim.

She provoked his desire to conquer and frequently invaded his masculine dignity. She was different from other women, so he gave her many exceptions.

Once she falls, he becomes boring to her.

morning……

Jing Jiaren woke up naturally after sleeping, turned over comfortably, and rubbed on the big soft bed.I curled up on the narrow sofa for too long before, and my body was stiff.

He stretched his limbs, stretched his waist, and opened his eyes.

Suddenly she woke up, she obviously slept on the sofa last night, when did she come to the big bed?

Was it Ximen Longting who carried her to bed?

The man was gone, including his clothes and shoes.

She slept so soundly that she didn't know when he left.

Washing and brushing her teeth in the bathroom, Jing Jiaren stared at the mirror, and unconsciously remembered the conversation Leng Xinqi heard last night...

Can't help feeling a little dazed.

Because the terrace of this room is very similar to the terrace of the next room, as if they were originally connected together.

Jing Jiaren originally wanted to take advantage of Ximen Longting's absence and sneak into the next room to leave.

But I didn't expect Shang Yanxuan to live in that room...

Putting down the towel, Jing Jiaren decided to follow the original plan——

She is penniless now, and raising a sum of money first is the key point.