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

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The piano music came from the living room, it was the one Jing Jiaren played in the opera house.

It is rare to hear Ximen Longting playing, Jing Jiaren leaned against the door, did not go in immediately, and admired it for a while.

Suddenly the door was opened, and Wilson leaned over: "Miss Elizabeth, why are you standing here? The young master let you in."

Jing Jiaren was slightly surprised, she didn't make a sound at all, how did he know she was outside?

There are also many lanterns lit in the living room, even on the floor...

A big heart shape fills the place, making it difficult for people to settle down.

The candlelight shines, and the whole room stays.

This arrangement is obviously waiting for her...

Jing Jiaren raised her lips slightly, carefully avoiding the lights on the ground and walking in.

Wilson said softly, "You guys rest early, I'll go out first."

"Okay... Happy New Year's Day."

"Happy New Year's Day." Wilson closed the door softly.

Although he knew Jing Jiaren's identity, Wilson still had to call Jing Jiaren "Elizabeth" to avoid leaking it out.

Ximen Longting was sitting in front of the black piano, his slender and strong fingers were still playing intently.

The bright surface of the piano reflects his profile...

With curly eyelashes, his handsome face is arrogant and arrogant.

There was a glass of red wine next to the piano. He was wearing a black bathrobe with his unruly clothes open, revealing his toned chest.

Jing Jiaren leaned on the piano and took a sip from her wine glass.

He looked up at her, his fingers didn't stop, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

After playing a song, I didn't see the score.

Ximen Longting calmly stretched out a hand, motioning for her to sit on his lap.

Jing Jiaren sat over with a glass of red wine. He had already taken a shower, his hair was slightly damp, and his body smelled after a bath.

"Have you memorized the tune?"

"How dare I forget something related to you?!"

Jing Jiaren leaned on him: "Then you were playing the piano just now, how did you know I was outside the door?"

"telepathy."

"I don't believe it!" Jing Jiaren didn't despise him, "If you had this feeling a long time ago, how could you not recognize Elizabeth as me?"

Ximen Longting frowned: "Do you want to expose me?"

"I'm just curious, how on earth do you know?"

"You go out, the servant will inform you." He said concisely, "I will calculate the time."

Jing Jiaren suddenly understood.

When she walked out of Sun's room, the servant immediately dialed the internal line to inform, and then Ximen Longting started playing?Just to listen to her?

Jing Jiaren rolled her lips: "You play nicely, thank you."

"Feed me a drink." He stared down at the red wine in her hand.

Jing Jiaren is about to toast.

"Feed by mouth."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip: "I can't do it..."

"Still mind?" Ximen Longting grabbed the back of her head with his hand, "Jing Jiaren, I didn't expect that you are also a jealous bucket!"

"I just want to hold grudges, I'm just a vinegar bucket... Only father and son are allowed?" Jing Jiaren turned her face away.

"Here's something nice to show you."

Ximen Longting picked up the remote control that was set aside, and pressed it with his long finger.

A picture appeared on the big screen. Apparently, Ximen Longting had already put the CD in, and was waiting for Jing Jiaren to show it to her.

"Is it a movie?" Jing Jiaren snuggled up to do it.

"See for yourself."

The room in the image is this living room.Not a movie, but a video...

"Aren't you going to put that thing again?"

The tender video of her and Ximen Longting! ?

Ximen Long smiled magnetically: "It's more exciting than this."

More exciting?