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

Suddenly, a bunch of hot dogs appeared in front of Jing Jiaren, filled with aroma.

Jing Jiaren looked up and saw Leng Lintian standing in front of her, with an intriguing smile on the corner of her mouth: "What are you thinking, so preoccupied? Hot dogs."

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses: "Let's go."

"Don't you eat?"

Jing Jiaren glanced at it, and finally reached out to take it.How did he know she wanted to eat?

Little girls like to eat this kind of grilled squid, hot dogs, oden and so on...

But Jing Jiaren saw a lot of people queuing up just now, and they were all students, just think about her age.

Jing Jiaren didn't want to worry so much, so she ate while walking.

Leng Lintian pushed the cart and walked beside her, the corners of his mouth became more and more wanton.

"why are you laughing?"

"Goddess eats hot dogs..."

Are goddesses not human?Stop eating?

Jing Jiaren said nonchalantly, "I never pretended to be a goddess."

She never deliberately pretended to be a lady and proud, that's her personality.

Leng Lintian had a deep meaning: "I understand... Even if you eat chicken legs while walking, you are still a goddess, do you believe me?"

"..."

"Look around and see your eyes."

Very eye-catching.

Jing Jiaren was used to it, and cast a glance at Leng Lintian, his condition is also a male god.Why didn't she have any airs, and willingly surrendered at her feet?

"I've heard that men look the same before they get married, and they look different after they get married. I think you have a deep heart and a bad stomach."

"Why don't we try to get married?"

Jing Jiaren almost choked on the hot dog, frowning, staring at him with clear eyes.

Already at the entrance of the mall, Leng Lintian picked up all the shopping bags and abandoned the shopping cart.

"It's heavy..." He raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to help?"

Jing Jiaren threw away the bamboo stick: "I'll carry half of it."

Just as her hand was stretched out, Leng Lintian's palm suddenly reached out and held her hand directly.

"Carry me well, and don't throw it away until you get home."

The slightly wet big hand clenched her tightly, obviously he was holding her.

Jing Jiaren subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away, but he held her even tighter, not letting her escape.

"There are too many people here, you want to lose me?"

Jing Jiaren stared at him sarcastically: "Lost it? Aren't you going home?"

"I love going home with you..."

When he said this, there was a strange color difference in his lonely eyes, which was a kind of longing for home.

He tightened her hand and led her out: "Let's go, Goddess Jing."

The flow of people outside the mall is really full of people...

Leng Lintian held all the shopping bags in one hand, and led her with his left hand. When walking out, he would use his shoulders to block the flow of people so that others would not accidentally bump into her.

Jing Jiaren was led out by him silently, unable to move her hands away, so she just let it go.

What else is there to struggle with?What she needs is a man, a shoulder, a marriage, a child...

And he, just right.

Suddenly, there seemed to be flashing lights in the crowd.

Jing Jiaren frowned. Was it her illusion? She always felt that someone was following her.

The probe looked around, there were too many people, and it was impossible to tell them apart.

Jing Jiaren was helplessly led by Leng Lintian all the way to the underground garage of the shopping mall.

He clung to her slender white hand, gently rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb, and planted a gentle kiss on it.