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

"When you slept in the car." Ximen Longting's face darkened.

This man's awareness of defense is too low. Although he sleeps on the sofa and sleeps coldly on the bed, it is still a room anyway.

She slept soundly, how dare she think he came early!

Leng Lintian was alert enough, Ximen Longting opened the window and came in, and he noticed it.

Although the person woke up, he didn't get up, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

When Jing Jiaren came back from washing, she was even hungrier when she saw the delicious food, so she lowered her voice and asked, "Are we leaving today?"

"How long do you want to stay!?"

"Well, it's just that I didn't say goodbye to grandma in advance... Let's talk about it later."

"Sit over and eat."

"I told Leng Lintian to get up," Jing Jiaren walked halfway, "Let him eat something too?"

"Jing Jiaren, I made this all myself, if you dare to feed it to him, try it!"

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Why did you do it yourself? Did you not sleep last night?"

"Get over here and eat."

Ximen Longting stirred the lean meat porridge with a spoon, it was still a little hot.

Jing Jiaren glanced at Leng Lintian and sighed: "There are so many, I can't finish them all, Ximen Longting, you are so stingy."

Ximen Longting stared at her pettishly: "I have never been generous with my feelings."

"Yes, yes...then when I can't eat anymore, wake him up again?"

Ximen Longting said contemptuously: "He only deserves leftovers."

"Can you not hurt someone?"

"You defend him very much?" Ximen Boss said angrily, "Whether he eats or not, is he hungry, do you really care?"

"how come……"

"A woman with her elbows turned outward!" Ximen Longting snorted, "I didn't see you caring about me."

Jing Jiaren sat down beside him and patted him on the shoulder: "You haven't slept in a bowl, you're doing a paternity test, and you're cooking for me, I'm very touched..."

The smell of the food permeated the whole room, and Ximen Longting cooked it so richly.

Jing Jiaren ate the familiar taste, and was full of praise: "Our Ximen Se~Lang's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Ximen Longting took the knife and fork to remove the bone of the chicken for her.

Jing Jiaren stuttered: "Why don't you eat?"

"I don't like the way you eat... You went into the slums? Did they abuse you?"

"You must not blame my grandmother, they are very good to me."

"It will make you hungry?!"

"Eating habits are different. Don't you know that you can do whatever you want?" Jing Jiaren smiled, "And, it's really delicious. It's so delicious."

There was a kind of provocation and pride in Ximen Longting's eyes, and he glanced at Leng Lintian: "Eat more if it tastes good."

Jing Jiaren is really hungry...

In addition, although she can eat Western food, it does not mean that she likes it.

I have always adhered to the principle of "eat less of what I don't like, and more of what I like", and respect my grandmother's hard work and living habits.

"Ximen Longting, you eat too."

Jing Jiaren blew on the porridge and brought a spoon to Ximen Longting.

The Big Boss swallowed it to save face.

Jing Jiaren saw that he was willing to eat what she fed, so she took a bite and fed him...

Ximen Longting occasionally inserted a piece of chicken into her mouth.

"I'm eating, open my mouth." Just as Jing Jiaren was about to feed a piece of braised pork, there was movement from the big bed.

Leng Lintian sat up coldly.

Jing Jiaren's hand was frozen in the air, embarrassed, and she was about to withdraw it immediately.

But Ximen Longting held her wrist and ate the piece of braised pork deliciously: "The taste you feed is really different."