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

It was only then that Jing Jiaren's numb body seemed to have a sense of coldness and shivered violently.

He had just crawled out of the river, and it would only get colder if the two people who were frozen like popsicles hugged each other tightly.

"My dear, Merry Christmas."

"..."

"I will spend Christmas with you every year from now on?"

The fireworks finally finished, and all the lights in the city came on at the same time.

Jing Jiaren's face was full of dirty tears.

Both eyes are crying like big light bulbs...

She seemed to know that she looked ugly now, so she lowered her head.

Ximen Longting picked up her chin and forced her to look up, only to find that her face was pale, her body was frozen, and even her hair was covered with frost.She was about to freeze.

Damn!

Ximen Longting picked her up in his arms, split through the crowd and rushed forward.

His car was parked outside the crowd, not far away.

Jing Jiaren heard the whistling wind in his ears, and he ran extremely fast... Is it him, Ximen Longting?

Everything was like an unreal illusion, and she dared not even think that he would come.

The car door was opened forcefully, and Ximen Longting carefully put her into the back seat.

He went to the driver's seat, turned on the air conditioner, and turned it on to the maximum.

He took spare clothes and blankets from the trunk and covered Jing Jiaren's body.

He himself was wet all over, and the water kept dripping.

Jing Jiaren looked at him blankly, she was too frozen to speak.

After wrapping her tightly in blankets and overcoats, he began to take off his clothes.

Only the sweater was carefully folded aside, and all other trousers and shirts were thrown out of the window.

A passer-by was slapped in the face: "Ah, are you sick? Just throw garbage out the window..."

Ximen Longting's ferocious face appeared on the lowered window of the car, the man was stunned, and immediately ran away with oil on his feet in fright.

When Ximen Longting turned around, he found Jing Jiaren smiling.

Although her smile was frozen, the messy tear stains on her face were really an eyesore.

Ximen Longting closed the car window and wiped her face with a warm towel - this is a luxury off-road vehicle, which has a mini refrigerator, a mini towel disinfection cabinet, a mini sofa, a mini TV... and so on.

"Finally know how to laugh?"

He wiped her face: "Is it cold?"

Jing Jiaren opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound, so she shook her head.

Ximen Longting bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead.A couple of wipes and a kiss.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks...

It's about to fall on her lips.

Jing Jiaren stiffly turned her face away...

The way he kissed her was exactly the same as when he kissed that girl in the open space of the villa just now.She didn't want to associate it on purpose, but her heart felt like the great pain of being cut.

Ximen Longting hugged her together with the blanket in his arms.

"I've read your letter."

Jing Jiaren stared in surprise.

No wonder he came after him... He always picks up lost things, did she forget?

It was she who thought he would never pick her up again this time.

Her nose was sore, and the tears flowed again, and she didn't know when they started to flow out.

Ximen Longting wiped it and then...

His heart felt as if it had been stomped into dumpling stuffing, and the pain was so painful that he almost lost consciousness.

"Don't cry!"

"..."

"do not Cry……"

He was at a loss and kissed her fiercely.

Her sobs were trapped in his lips, the hot lips rubbed against each other, swallowing her helpless sobs...