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

Jing Jiaren didn't care too much, she couldn't think about anything because of her bone-destroying thoughts, and responded to his kiss vigorously.

Her response made him especially excited!

His breathing was visibly rough, and his fiery palms rubbed messily on her skin, trying to penetrate into her body.

Too bad she's wearing a turtleneck sweater...

After his hand couldn't get in, he went down and got in from the hem of her sweater.

She was wearing thick clothes because it was still cold.

Layer after layer, he flipped over.

It was Ximen Longting's breath, it belonged to him, Jing Jiaren hugged him tightly, feeling something hard under her buttocks.

Hard as iron!

Jing Jiaren paused, and slowly let go of her lips: "Ximen Longting..."

This soft call seemed to have brought back Ximen Longting's rationality.

He pulled his hand away and straightened her messy clothes.

Jing Jiaren still put her arms around him: "You've been suffering so much these days? I thought you weren't thinking about me..."

Thinking that seeing him again, he would look at her coldly, mock her, and pretend to be a stranger who didn't know her well.

As long as she thought of such a scene, her heart would twitch and ache endlessly.

"What have you been doing all this time?"

Ximen Longting wrapped her hands: "I want to kill him every day."

"I know." Because of her, he couldn't, couldn't do anything.

"I tried to find out his lab, he was very cunning and very defensive."

"Um……"

"I thought about analyzing the principle of antibiotics, but it's not that simple." After Ximen Longting got the antibiotics, he scraped out a little powder and took it back for research.

It's a pity that it is so easy to decompose what is in this medicine foam?

I'm afraid it will be a few years after the analysis...

"Then besides these things, what are you busy with?"

"Miss you."

Jing Jiaren's heart was burning hot, hearing this answer was like throwing her heart into warm water, and her whole body was warm.

She leaned over and pecked his lips, rewarding him for his answer.

"Do you miss me every day..." She stared at him closely, "I'm afraid you will forget me."

Ximen Longting's gaze was full of unfathomable and intense emotion: "Even if I forget myself, I will never forget you."

Jing Jiaren rewarded him with another kiss on the lips.

Just as he was about to pull away, he pressed the back of his head and deepened the kiss...

At the end of the long kiss, she pressed her forehead against his and the tip of her nose against his, and her eyes met: "I didn't taste the alcohol, which is an improvement."

Ximen Longting hugged her: "I won't do anything you don't like!"

"You haven't had a drink this month? Not once?"

"Wine also counts?"

"Alcoholism counts."

"No." When thinking deeply, he will not use alcohol to paralyze his thinking.

Jing Jiaren suddenly unbuttoned him and looked at the tattoo on his chest. It was fine, and he didn't see the newly added "abuse tattoo".

"Ximen Longting, you've really improved," Jing Jiaren said happily, "Torturing yourself is to torturing me, you have to remember!"

Ximen Longting bit her red lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Just now I really wanted...to die with you."

Jing Jiaren lowered her eyebrows, she felt that Ximen Longting's outburst of emotion at that moment was unstoppable.

He raced like crazy, up hills—

If Jing Jiaren hadn't grabbed his hand at the critical moment and called him loudly, the car might have fallen...