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

Leng Lintian drove the sports car out of the yard, and Jing Jiaren looked towards the room of the bungalow. There, there was only a blond-haired Frenchman, about 40 years old, wearing a blue uniform, with a respectful posture.

Did she see it wrong?

She lowered her eyes, the face that flashed by just now was extremely similar to the portrait Meng Kui showed her.

How could a rich man like Ximen Longting live in such a place.

She must be dazzled, or was the portrait too impressive to her?

Such clear and tough facial features make people unforgettable at a glance, with extremely high resolution.

……

in the gym.

The vigorous figure is like a ferocious shark, grabbing a baseball bat and hitting the ball quickly and neatly against the wall.

The ball bounces around after a strong impact.

The servants and bodyguards standing behind were all severely hit by the flying ball, but they all stood upright without saying a word.

Ximen Longting beat him back and forth dozens of times, his whole body was covered in sweat, and water droplets flowed clearly from his hair.

The facial features with deep contours and the movements of dripping sweat are so sexy.

The wall was like Leng Lintian's face, beaten in all directions by Ximen Boss.

Finally, the young master was tired, and with a bang, the baseball bat fell to the ground hard.

A group of servants whose noses and faces were bruised and swollen were finally relieved. They didn't dare to deal with the swollen marks on their faces. They rushed forward to serve Ximen Boss with tea and water to wipe off his sweat.

Ximen Longting coldly pulled off the top buttons, revealing his wild chest covered in sweat.

The scene of Jing Jiaren sitting on Leng Lintian's car, the two of them getting close to each other intimately... kept replaying in his mind.

Damn, what does that dead woman want to do?

Nothing to get so close, thought they were magnets! ?

If it wasn't for his sight blocking, they might want to kiss! ?

From the perspective of Ximen Boss, he didn't see that the two of them were wearing seat belts.

Ximen Longting had nowhere to vent his anger, he kicked the table leg, the teacup almost broke.

The servant was cautious and didn't dare to show his breath, but at this time, a murderer came.

A middle-aged man with a western face walked in and presented a dozen photos: "They had dinner together in the evening, then went to a nearby bowling alley to relax, and then Mr. Unspeakable took Miss Jing to the beach for a walk... ..."

The middle-aged man was talking businesslike, completely unaware that Ximen Longting's face was getting darker and darker looking at the photo.

have supper!Good one for dinner!

Who took this photo, and what was wrong with it, it happened to catch Jing Jiaren looking up at Leng Lintian.

Return him~ Damn candlelight dinner!

Ximen Longting grinned coldly: "I like candles so much, this store will no longer have electricity! Let it slowly warm in the candlelight!"

"..."

Go for a walk by the beach?night?The moon is dark and the wind is high...

Although in the rules of the game, they cannot forcefully have sex with Jing Jiaren, but if the other party is willing, it's another matter.

Ximen Longting couldn't breathe, his finger bones creaked.

Flipping through another photo, I saw Leng Lintian putting on a coat for her...

The dull middle-aged man is still reporting: "It seems that Ms. Jing already has a crush on Mr. Unspeakable..."

"What did you say?" Ximen Longting asked coldly.

"Miss Jing and Mr. Unspeakable already have a good impression." I thought Boss Ximen didn't hear it.