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

The door was slammed shut behind her... The loud sound made her whole heart tremble.

Ximen Longting lowered his head, resting his chin on her ear, rubbing his ears together: "Why do you have to leave after you come?"

"I... afraid to disturb your rest."

"lie!"

"real……"

"I've been waiting for you." His hoarse voice touched her like tentacles, making her almost turn into a puddle of mud.

Ximen Longting picked her up easily, the way to hold a child——

Jing Jiaren sat halfway on his arm with her buttocks, her long legs fluffed up.

His chest was so hot that it made her whole body go limp.

Jing Jiaren was thrown onto the big bed, and before she could react, he pressed down, covered in shadow.

He was like her little world, leaving her nowhere to escape.

Lifting her chin with his big palm, he said harshly, "Why is it so late!"

"He was so excited to play tonight that he couldn't fall asleep..."

"You only have him in your heart!"

"I……"

He blocked her and kissed her presumptuously.

She was too tired from playing today, her whole body was a little sore, and her limbs were sore and limp.

His powerful palms grabbed her hair, and she limply let him play with it.

Suddenly, Jing Jiaren's flailing arm hit something, and the big screen opposite the big bed turned on.

The people kissing on the bed were startled, and Jing Jiaren was in a daze...

He is actually watching this kind of film?

Ximen Longting let go of her, his lips were bright red, and he turned sideways to look at the screen.

"watch together?"

"I'm not interested..."

"Not necessarily."

"When did you get down to watching this kind of dissolving loneliness?" She didn't mean to laugh at him, but...it really didn't fit his style of Ximen Boss.

Gradually, Jing Jiaren felt that something was wrong, that voice...how could it be so familiar?

She was slightly surprised, turned around slowly, and saw the face of [Jing Jiaren] on the screen.

There are two people entangled on the super-sized bed. The man is as masculine as an eagle, while the woman is as graceful as a white swan.

Jing Jiaren was stunned.

She remembered that Ximen Longting had abnormally recorded their process before, but he never showed it for her to watch.

He has kept this thing for so long, and is still looking at it?

"You..." Jing Jiaren's throat was dry, "Just now you have been watching this kind of thing in your room?"

"What, are you jealous?" He raised his lips wickedly.

"no……"

"I like to reminisce about what it's like to be with her." Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes slightly, "I will read it often, and when I miss her, I will take it out and read it."

"Are you so wretched?" Jing Jiaren was incomparably shocked.

"Is this called wretched?" He pressed his tall nose against hers, "I have something even more wretched, do you want to know?"

"I don't want to..." Jing Jiaren turned her eyes away, listening to the voice, she was not used to it, "If you feel it when you look at this, what should you do?"

Call a woman?still……?

"Come by yourself." Ximen Longting looked at her indifferently, "The only one who will accompany me is my right hand!"

I would rather be alone with my right hand, than find a woman...

Jing Jiaren's heart ached: "Actually, you don't have to be like this... What kind of woman do you want? Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself?"

"Is this what you mean?" He stared coldly, "You want me to look for women everywhere?"

"..."

"If I really sleep with other women, you don't care?" He asked firmly.

Jing Jiaren couldn't answer for a while.