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

The scenery on both sides can't be seen at all, it is rapidly blurred...

Suddenly a car came head-on, and Ximen Longting passed it in a thrilling S-shaped line.

"Ximen Longting, are you crazy!?" Jing Jiaren gasped in shock, and suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly pulled on her seat belt to fasten it. .

"Scared?" Ximen Longting stared at her with bloodshot eyes, "How scared, huh?"

As soon as the words were finished, there was another flick, a thrilling Z-shaped route, passing several cars in succession.

At such a fast speed, it seems that the car will crash and people will die at any second.

Jing Jiaren held onto the seat belt tightly.

"How scared you are now, how scared I was just now!"

"Ximen Longting, fasten your seat belt."

Did Ximen Longting really go crazy?How could he be like this-

Jing Jiaren tried her best to bend over, pulling the seat belt to fasten it for Ximen Longting.

The speed of the bodyguard car has not been reduced.

The thrilling sound of wheels rubbing echoed in the night with a particularly frightening sound.

Jing Jiaren's fingers trembled, and she couldn't buckle up the seat belt, so she finally buckled it up.

She tightly grasped Ximen Longting's arm: "Stop..."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, stop!"

One side of Ximen Longting's handsome and wicked side: "Didn't you just promise to die with me?"

"..."

"I regret it, and I don't want to die anymore?!"

Hit, the rearview mirror was knocked off by a big truck, the car body was obviously scratched, and sparks were produced by friction.

Jing Jiaren protected her abdomen and took a deep breath: "I said that in anger, don't you understand?"

Angry words...

It turned out to be angry.

Ximen Longting's cold lips were stiff, and he rushed straight into a wide road.

Since it was night, the traffic was not much better, and this road was calmer.

Ximen Longting's car whized forward and drove at a high speed.

Not long after, the car drove to a small hill in city B.

After venting, Ximen Longting let go of his hand suddenly, and slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

The stern face outlined the haze in the dim light inside the car.

He looked straight ahead: "I just need to drive a few more meters, and we will fall together."

Those who rushed out of the hill were smashed to pieces.

Jing Jiaren's palms were full of sweat...

She just wanted to lure Ximen Longting out, just to frighten him.Who knew, but she was so frightened that he couldn't understand.

"Ximen Longting, what's wrong with you?" She held his hand coldly.

Ximen Longting closed his eyes and leaned back.

His chest heaved vigorously, and he tore open the restrained neckline...

Jing Jiaren reached out and stroked his face.

He was thinner, his face was a little haggard, and he didn't look better than her.

Jing Jiaren took off her seat belt, moved to sit on his lap, and put one arm around his neck.

"Are you done venting?"

It seemed that during this month, he was so depressed that he was about to collapse.

"Ximen Longting, open your eyes and look at me."

Ximen Longting breathed loosely, and ruthlessly grabbed her hand that was moving on his face: "I restrain myself every day."

"..."

"Refrain from missing you, refrain from looking for you, refrain from doing anything reckless!"

"..."

"Why did you come to die?" His hoarse voice made her feel distressed.

"Ximen Longting, I..."

The words were firmly sealed in his lips, and he kissed her hard, so intense that he bit her.

His teeth hurt her lips as they rubbed against her, and he ruthlessly pushed her into his arms...

He kisses deeply...