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

Underwear, panties... How ugly to be seen by Leng Lintian.

Jing Jiaren suddenly turned back and knocked on the door: "Leng Lintian!"

Click, the door opened quickly, and Leng Lintian, who had just taken off his nightgown and was about to take a shower, stood inside the door wearing only his underpants.

Strong and powerful chest, distinct muscle strength...

He's definitely in shape too.

Jing Jiaren frowned: "You don't wear clothes!?"

"I'm about to take a shower..." he said with a smile, "do I have to wear clothes to wash?"

"You go to the bathroom downstairs!"

"why?"

"No reason, I let you go to that bathroom..."

"I like this bathroom, and I won't change it without a good reason." He rogues up.

Jing Jiaren wanted to say something, but she couldn't talk to this naked man for too long, so she turned her face away and said calmly: "I change the clothes inside, I want to take them out, get out of the way."

"So it's because of this...don't worry, I won't touch it."

"..."

"Can I take a shower?" He suddenly reached out to straighten her hair, Jing Jiaren took a big step back and stared at him defensively.

Leng Lintian hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "Your hair hasn't been dried."

"..."

"Go and dry off, or you'll get a headache. Want me to help you?"

Jing Jiaren didn't want to talk anymore, and before leaving, she warned viciously: "You wash it quickly, and don't touch anything related to me!"

Back in the room, she took out a dry towel to wipe her hair, and suddenly thought of...

I saw Leng Lintian's naked body just now, why didn't she feel anything except the taboo between men and women?

Do you want to say that Leng Lintian's figure is not good?not at all...

What's the problem? She didn't want the man who came to her door?

Jing Jiaren, you really should go to the brain department.

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At breakfast time that day, the courier rang the doorbell and delivered a letter.

Father Jing tore the envelope strangely. No one knew he moved here. Who sent the letter?

Jing Jiaren put down her fork and asked curiously, "Whose letter is it?"

"It's from the credit union, a tourist invitation to Provence."

"Credit union? Are you sure it's not a travel agency?"

Father Jing has already walked to the dining table: "It's clearly written on it, thank you new and old customers for their care, this is a lucky draw... We won the second prize."

Ximen Longting was wearing a gray nightgown, with messy and wet hair, and sat casually on the dining table.

His face was sharp, and his two long legs leaned together...

Wilson unfolded the napkin for him and said, "Master, I have sent the travel invitation letter as you ordered."

Jing Jiaren took the invitation letter, looked back and forth several times, and her eyes fell on Leng Lintian's face.

"It's you?"

Leng Lintian smiled: "Why me?"

"Provence is one of the places Miss Jing most wants to go." Wilson poured milk tea, the young master has given up coffee now, "and the journey time is 10 days including the round trip. When Miss Jing comes back, it will be exactly one month. Young master, you can see her now."

Ximen Longting's red eyes glanced coldly, bloodshot eyes: "It's best not to make a mistake for me!"

"Do you like to go to Provence?" Leng Lintian narrowed his narrow eyes, "It's not safe for a girl to travel alone... Shall I accompany you?"

At this moment, Wilson thought to himself, it would be bad if Mr. Leng wanted to accompany him.