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

"Just a whole bowl!"

"This way of eating, I'm afraid your voice will lose your voice." Wilson was very worried.

SUN shouted unconvinced: "Do you mean that I will lose?"

Jing Jiaren also felt that her son would lose... This is simply asking for a dead end.

But she is not good at pouring cold water.

"I don't think the hot sauce is good either. Change it."

SUN glared at Jing Jiaren: "You also think that SUN will lose, don't you?"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows in disdain: "Have you decided?"

"Ah."

SUN felt a little thirsty, and was about to get the juice with his short hand, but Ximen Longting's long hand got the vanilla juice first.

SUN shouted: "That glass of juice is mine!"

"Master, I have prepared orange juice for you..."

"I don't like sour orange juice, I like vanilla juice!"

Wilson frowned: "Is the vanilla juice bad?"

Children should like to drink fruit juice, why is he drinking the same as Ximen Longting.

"Master, can you give this glass of vanilla juice to the young master?"

Ximen Longting's eyebrows turned cold, and he was extremely majestic: "Wilson, always remember who you are working for."

He took a sip mercilessly——under SUN's furious gaze.

Jing Jiaren felt very shocked, Ximen Longting, do you want to do this, you have to earn a glass of juice from the child.

"Young master, shall I ask my servants to make vanilla juice for you now?"

"No need, SUN is already angry, no matter how he pleases me, I will still be angry."

Jing Jiaren picked up a glass of taro juice: "This one tastes good too, okay, put away your bad temper."

"The queen feeds me and I drink..."

Jing Jiaren sighed: "Okay, hello."

SUN leaned his little head over and happily bit the straw, while Wilson stood aside, watching this tender scene, thinking to himself that it really looks like a family of three!

How did he know that this is a family of three! ?

Jing Jiaren suddenly felt the probing eyes staring at her knowingly, she turned her face and met Ximen Longting's gaze.

She smiled flusteredly: "Your son is very similar to you."

"..."

"But he's cuter than you."

Ximen Longting looked away indifferently, got up and walked to the swimming pool, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Jiaren's heart was in turmoil, Sun was so sticky to herself, and she listened to her like this... Would Ximen Longting notice something was wrong?

No matter what others think, in short, she is very guilty, and feels that it will be a matter of time before she goes out.

Wilson held the stopwatch: "Get ready—go!"

The father and son jumped off the starting line together, one big and one small, all struggling to swim forward.

Ximen Longting didn't even let go of a child, exerted his usual strength vigorously, and threw SUN far away in an instant.

Poor SUN was stunned seeing the gap getting farther and farther!

There is a momentary loss in my heart.

With a puffy face, even if he loses, he still has to adopt the most manly posture, with his little arms and legs moving in the wind, like a small wind wheel.

Ximen Longting's three laps were soon over, and he leaned leisurely on the edge of the pool, admiring the little pity's struggle in the water.

"Young master, you have already lost." Wilson stood on the shore and shouted helplessly.

No suspense results.

But SUN insisted on swimming to the finish line, and climbed ashore in front of Ximen Longting.

"I'm talking about the end here." He stomped on the floor under his feet.