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

"Miss, after walking for so long, your legs must be very tired."

The high-heeled shoes were gently taken off, and the clerk rubbed her feet unskillfully.

After walking for so long, she was really tired, Jing Jiaren shrank her feet: "No need..."

"It's okay, I'm willing to serve you."

"..."

Jing Jiaren declined for a while, but the other party questioned that he wanted to give her a massage, presumably she got a lot of tips.

The waiter massaged her gently and slowly, her ankles, soles, calves...

Jing Jiaren relaxed all over, and gradually became more comfortable from her fatigued state.

Since it was the enjoyment given to her by Ximen Longting, why should she hold herself tight.

There were people coming and going on the street, and everyone just glanced at this place curiously, and there was no extra time for leisure.

"It's the second time you've yawned. If you're tired, why don't you take a rest?" The clerk beat and patted her respectfully, and the sore muscles became more and more comfortable.

Jing Jiaren shifted the parasol to cover her face, and closed her eyes comfortably.

A black RV pulled over.

Leaping out of the RV with long legs, Ximen Longting's mighty and handsome figure is so eye-catching.

Passing the double headlights of the palace, and his white leather shoes stepping on the colorful brick pavement, his proud and dignified figure stood still in front of Jing Jiaren.

The clerk felt the shadow falling and looked up in surprise, Ximen Longting waved her hand to signal her to leave.

With one leg bent on the ground, Ximen Longting didn't care about the booty rubbed against the ground by his white suit pants, and held Jing Jiaren's feet with his wide palms, kneading them skillfully.

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently.

The sun was shining down, and only a little shadow fell through the sun umbrella. Her face was white and delicate, and her facial features were delicate and moving.

Pedestrians passing by couldn't help but stop!

They looked curiously at the man who was as handsome as he was born, how he lowered his posture and rubbed Jing Jiaren's feet humbly.

The turbulent flow of people coming and going on the street...

But he didn't care at all, and didn't care what anyone thought of him.

In his eyes, he only cares about Jing Jiaren's comfort.

The clerk walked away and stared at Ximen Longting in astonishment, so handsome... This man...

Obviously he was rubbing the feet of others, but he was more like a king sitting in the imperial chair proud of the world!

No, he is the king, not just the image.

Even if the servant was standing, his posture was humble as if he was kneeling; and even if Ximen Longting was kneeling, he was awe-inspiring and defiant over the world.

Jing Jiaren didn't expect that she would be so tired, she just closed her eyes to rest and fell asleep.

She had a short sweet dream, and soon woke up...

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the person rubbing and massaging her feet was actually Ximen Longting.

Jing Jiaren frowned, her eyes slightly sleepy?

"Are you awake?" Ximen Longting raised his lips evilly, "Why don't you sleep longer? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"..."

"It's uncomfortable to sleep here, can I open a comfortable room for you?"

Jing Jiaren regained consciousness from the dream, and pulled her foot out of his big palm: "It's you!?"

"It's me." His voice was low and mellow, like touching her heartstrings.

"When did you come here...it was just now..." That clerk!

Jing Jiaren turned her head and saw the clerk standing respectfully three meters away, looking at her enviously.

Except for her, all the eyes on the street were fixed here... Thought they were filming a movie?

Such a beautiful hero and heroine, every move is a painting.