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

"Then you know why I care?" Ximen Longting's pair of red eyes stared closely at her face, even if she didn't look at him, those eyes were scorching hot, an existence that couldn't be ignored.

"I don't understand how a slave thinks!"

"because of you."

Those three words scalded Jing Jiaren's heart like boiling water.

"I want a little beauty like you," Ximen Longting had never confessed before, "look, character, everything."

"..."

"I'm afraid that when you are in a bad mood, you run away with all your burdens. At least we still have a child."

Jing Jiaren's heart was burning hot, even her cheeks were burning hot.

"I want you to stay with me for the sake of the child."

His hand clasped her chin, and she turned to meet his gaze.

In those red eyes, Jing Jiaren saw only sincerity... He looked at her deeply, wanting to grasp her heart like a hand.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip, suddenly not knowing what to say.

"Can I take a shower now?"

"..."

Ximen Longting directly picked her up and peeled off the blanket on her body. There were many salt grains on her fair skin.

"Put you in the pot and cook it and you can eat it." There was a special gentleness in his magnetic voice, which was only aimed at her.

Does he want to moderate the awkwardness in the atmosphere?

Jing Jiaren was put into the water...

Her toes shrank from the scalding water, subconsciously about to wrap them around Ximen Longting's waist.

"You've been soaking in the sea for so long, you need to get rid of the cold. Be good, go into the water."

Regarding Jing Jiaren's health, Ximen Boss will never compromise and return to his usual domineering arrogance.

Jing Jiaren was completely naked, and she felt uncomfortable being wrapped around him: "Go out, I'll wash it myself."

"I will accompany you...I am your personal slave!"

Ximen Longting simply freed up one hand, stripped off his pants in twos and twos, and carried Jing Jiaren into the water together.

The scalding water made Jing Jiaren frown, her lips parted slightly, but was blocked by a pressed kiss.

Ximen Longting passionately kissed her lips.

How dare Leng Yueguo give artificial respiration to her woman?And her white and tender body, thinking of being seen by Leng Lintian, his whole body was on fire.

Jing Jiaren was breathless from the kiss, and pushed him away suddenly: "You said you were a slave...then what were you doing just now?!"

How dare you offend him!

Ximen Longting raised his lips viciously: "Wipe your mouth for you."

"..."

The big palm has been rubbing her plump wantonly, it's hard to control...

Jing Jiaren's cheeks turned red suddenly: "Let go!"

"Help you take a shower!"

Leng skipped over the places he had seen, and he had to caress everything to balance.

Everything about her belongs to him, only he can touch and see...

The big palms walked around Jing Jiaren's body recklessly, Jing Jiaren found that Ximen Longting's breath was getting more and more breathless, and she was sitting between his crotch, so it's good...

Feel him hard somewhere.

Jing Jiaren scolded unbearably: "What a wretched slave!"

Ximen Longting rubbed her skin, and kissed her shoulder, "Where am I so obscene?"

Everywhere is very wretched, especially...

Jing Jiaren was also polite, and directly grabbed his "hard rise" viciously.

Ximen Longting's back was visibly stiff, and his face was ugly: "You want to break me?"

"Take your wretched thing and get out of the bathtub!"

"This is your very own cleansing stick...deep clean inside."