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

Jing Jiaren was sitting, Ximen Longting was standing, and her eyes were facing the awkward part.

Ximen Longting was completely naked, with water droplets hanging from his body.

Where he stood, the carpet quickly became wet.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes!?" Jing Jiaren was speechless.

"Huh? I'm wearing clothes?" Wen Xinnuan was puzzled.

"I'm not talking about you...I have something to do here, I'll talk to you later..." Before she finished speaking, Ximen Longting took off the bluetooth headset on her ear.

He couldn't bear it and threw it on the sofa.

Jing Jiaren felt the anger emanating from his whole body: "What's the matter, who provoked you again?"

"you!"

"Did I breathe to seduce you again?"

"You asked a servant to bring me a bathrobe!?" Ximen Longting's ruby ​​red eyes locked her tightly, "You don't know what is the difference between men and women?"

"Didn't you ask your servants to help you take a shower and get dressed before?" Jing Jiaren didn't understand, "Now it's too late to investigate the difference between men and women..."

Jing Jiaren's answer obviously did not satisfy him.

Ximen Longting's big palm caught her jaw: "With you, I never let any woman touch my body again."

"Then the last time we were intimate, you let Ji Zihan watch by your side."

"different!"

"What's the difference? Isn't she a woman?"

"The humiliation you have suffered, I will let her try it again." Ximen Longting was dumb, just to help Jing Jiaren vent her anger.

"Then you used to show your body to other servants, how do you explain it?"

"different!"

"Why is it different?"

"If I sleep with a woman, is it the same as you ask a woman to sleep with me?" Ximen Boss approached her gloomyly.

Jing Jiaren couldn't compete with him: "Okay, you win."

Her indifferent attitude pissed him off!

"Hurry up and wipe it off and put on your clothes." Jing Jiaren wiped off the drops of water dripping on his face, "Your habit of walking around naked is really indecent."

"Wipe it for me." He ordered coldly.

Jing Jiaren felt his anger all over her body, so she had no choice but to get up: "I'll go get the bath towel, you just stand here and don't move, the whole room is dripping with water."

Soon, she brought a towel to wipe him clean.

"Bathrobe."

"This is for you to put on."

Jing Jiaren's left hand was completely useless, and her right hand could only do some light physical work.

While talking with Wen Xinnuan, I found that her hearing in the left ear is extremely weak, and the hearing in the right ear is not as good as before...

Jing Jiaren silently helped him put on his bathrobe and belt.

Because he could only use one hand, he looked very stiff and awkward when wearing the belt, Ximen Longting didn't know how to help.

After finally helping him get dressed, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, are you satisfied?"

"Hair." He stared at her darkly, and continued with the next instruction.

"Can't you blow it yourself? I'm a little tired."

"Don't you feel tired talking with her all afternoon? Brats are more important than me, old lovers are more important than me, and friends of cats and dogs are more important than me?"

"What cat and dog friends, pay attention to your wording."

Ximen Longting's face was black, and his breath was cold.

"Okay, I'll blow your hair!"

Jing Jiaren picked up a new towel and put it on his hair, and wiped his head with one hand.

"Perfunctory." He sat on the chair like a man, his hair was messed up by her.

"It's not perfunctory, I'm very serious about wiping..."