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

Wilson was obviously stunned: "Uh, this..."

There was a feeling of imminent disaster in an instant.

Miss Jing, don't hurt me like this!

Sure enough, the swift shadow shrouded behind him, and a deeper murderous aura shot out!

A big hand suddenly grabbed Wilson's shoulder, and he fell back suddenly.But Jing Jiaren held on so tightly that Wilson fell to the ground with his hands still tightly clenched.

Jing Jiaren was almost taken out of bed too.

Ximen Longting roared: "I'm here!"

Jing Jiaren grabbed Wilson and just yelled in a low voice: "Ximen Longting...Ximen Longting...I'm sorry..."

Wilson almost burst into tears, the young master was about to crush his hand bones with one kick.

In a hurry, she wanted to separate Jing Jiaren's fingers: "Master, Miss Jing is not awake..."

Fortunately, Jing Jiaren was not very strong, so she was torn apart abruptly in a short while.

Jing Jiaren frowned slightly, the bones of her hand hurt, and the void in her hand made her heart ache.

"Don't go..." She reached out to grab it in vain, and another warm and firm hand held her.

Ximen Longting approached the head of the bed, his eyes darkened: "It's me!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"How dare you admit my mistake again, you dead woman..." He held her tightly, "I'm right in front of you, how dare you admit your mistake!?"

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, only I am Ximen Longting, the man you love. Do you know?"

"..."

"Jing Jiaren! I won't allow you to admit your mistake again!"

Jing Jiaren looked at him with empty eyes, only caring for him tightly, whispering Ximen Longting's name in a low voice.

Ximen Longting arched his back, wishing he could hold her tightly in his arms.

Apparently, although Jing Jiaren is awake, she is still in a daze... and cannot hear the sound from the outside world.

Wilson silently moved the stool to this side: "Master, sit down."

Ximen Longting sat down next to him, and glared at him angrily: "From now on, stay away from her sight——"

"..." Wilson, "Yes, my fault."

Jing Jiaren's lips were dry, her eyes were wide open, and tears suddenly gushed out like a spring.

Ximen Longting's heart choked, and he stretched out his fingers to wipe away her tears, wiping more and more.

"towel!"

Wilson hurriedly wrung out the towel and handed it over.

Ximen Longting wiped her red eyes earnestly: "Don't cry, I'm here!"

"Ximen Longting, don't go..."

"Even if you hit me or kick me with a stick in the future, you won't be able to drive me away!"

I won't leave again, and I won't naively question whether she loves her or not...

Although his possessiveness is still strong, he may not be able to restrain himself from being jealous or caring about her.

But never question her feelings again.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Water!" Ximen Longting suddenly turned his head and stared at Wilson, "Pour some water, she is thirsty, she wants to drink water!"

Wilson hurriedly went to pour water again, and he didn't forget to walk around, fearing that he would be regarded as the young master again when he entered Jing Jiaren.

Ximen Longting took the water glass, carefully lifted Jing Jiaren up, and fed her water.

Although, Jing Jiaren mistook Wilson for him, which made him very unhappy...

However, Ximen Longting was happy, Jing Jiaren was in a coma, she only mourned his name.

No one else, not even the sun!

He had always hoped that her world would be full of him, but now when he finally got his wish, he found that her spiritual world had collapsed, and there was nothing but him.

Why is he not happy, not happy at all?damn-