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

Can't beat him, can't drive him away?

What to do, this is a rogue!It's useless to call the police!

Jing Jiaren turned around and left. She couldn't afford to hide if she couldn't be provoked, so she couldn't believe that he couldn't see her and could stay here forever.

Ximen Longting was washing the dishes, and said in an unhurried voice: "Lady, sit down on a chair and watch me cook."

She is not that boring.

"After breakfast, I'll go back. Otherwise—"

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, not wanting to hear his threat.

"I have been staying at your house, and even came to live with you." Ximen Longting raised his voice, "I have taken away my innocence, and you should be responsible for me."

Jing Jiaren took an angry breath: "Ximen Longting, you are shameless!"

"Are you taking my innocence?"

"Then you—" Jing Jia was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, "You also treated me in the morning...we're even!"

"I treated you once in the morning, and you treated me three times last night."

three times?

Jing Jiaren's legs go limp just thinking about it, is she that hungry?

Ximen Longting was washing the tomatoes, with an extremely charming smile in his red eyes: "It's fine if you want to get even with me, and give me back the remaining two times."

Jing Jia was so angry that he clenched his fists, he was acting like a good boy after taking advantage of it.

Jing Jiaren nailed her figure and cursed angrily, "What do you want?"

"Sit down, I'm struggling to see you walking." He glanced at her up and down, with hints in his words.

Jing Jiaren also felt that her sore legs were weak even when she was standing...

It's no surprise there were three times last night...

"Dare to drink until you are completely drunk next time?"

Next time I will never touch alcohol again, let alone get drunk!

Ximen Longting was very satisfied with Jing Jiaren's expression.

"It's best to learn the lesson...Fortunately, it's me you met this time."

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened. What do you mean by "it's okay"?The worst result is bumping into him!

Ximen Longting wiped his hands, pulled a dining chair to the kitchen aisle, and took her hand to sit on it.

Jing Jiaren realized that she was completely innocent, her shoulders were pushed down and she sat on a chair.

"Watch me cook, finish eating with heart, I'll let you go back to sleep, OK?"

It's about 6 o'clock now, and it's 7 o'clock when it's ready and finished eating...

Father Jing always got up early, went to the square to do morning exercises before dawn, and usually arrived home at 7:[-] to make breakfast.

Leng Lintian usually gets up quite early, and he should not go downstairs so quickly as he is recovering from his injuries these days.

Jing Jiaren held back her patience: "Hurry up!"

Ximen Longting methodically put the noodles through a piece of water, washed the ingredients one by one, cut them, and put them away by category.

Every movement of his is handsome and stylish, and he is very familiar with it.

Jing Jiaren looked at him in surprise. She thought that he might be able to cook, but she didn't expect him to be so good.

She thought that the dishes that she ate that day were mainly made by the chef, and Ximen Longting just helped him.

But now, his fluent knife skills and the neatness of one-handed cooking when stir-frying are by no means something that can be practiced in a short time.

Jing Jiaren turned her face away to prevent herself from being attracted to him.

But as soon as she looked away, Ximen Longting shouted domineeringly: "Jing Jiaren, look at me!"

"What's so interesting? Narcissism? Don't you know how to cook?"

Ximen Longting shelled the shrimp, his eyes were full of seriousness: "I want you to look at me, I am no worse than Leng Lintian at all."

"..."

"He will, and I can do better than him!"

It turns out that he let her watch him cook just to compare himself to Leng Lintian?