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

"You let me go clean?" Ximen Longting stared at her, "When I go clean, are you sure you won't regret it?"

Jing Jiaren couldn't help being excited: "Then you go, I never regret it!"

Ximen Longting stared at her closely, his eyes fixed on her, as if he wanted to see her heart.

Jing Jia unconsciously clenched the quilt tightly...

"If you let me go, I will go. Don't I lose face?"

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately relaxed.

But she said cheaply: "If you want to stay, just say so."

Ximen Longting didn't hesitate, he straightened up and walked out.

Jing Jiaren's heart that had finally been let go was brought up again, and she watched him walk to the door, and opened the door——

To be honest, at that moment, Jing Jiaren's heart was like that door, which he forcibly tore open.

The door was closed gently, and his figure disappeared from her vision as suddenly as when he came.

Jing Jiaren's gaze suddenly went blank, and her body almost couldn't help falling to the ground, rushing to the door...

But when her hand was on the handle, she flinched again.

what is she doingIt is easy to catch up with him, but once you get close to him, it will be a hell beyond redemption.

Jing Jiaren clutched her chest and couldn't breathe for a while. She had never felt so uncomfortable, and she was so depressed that she wanted to die.

This is the "first time" she has tried such a strong taste of missing.

And Ximen Longting's withdrawal to leave stabbed her heart like a knife.

Her long eyelashes were wet, and just as tears were about to fall, the door suddenly opened again.

Jing Jiaren squatted in front of the door, and when the door opened, her head was hit, and she fell to the ground.

Ximen Longting came back to her sight holding a milk cup.

"..."

"What are you doing squatting here? Are you still barefoot?"

Jing Jiaren stared at his shoes, pursing her lips stubbornly.

Ximen Longting grabbed her arm and led her to the bed.

"You don't think I'm really going to leave, squatting here and crying?"

Jing Jiaren's personality is like this, she is too brave to be brave in front of outsiders, she always likes to suppress her emotions and take the grievances on herself.

Jing Jiaren sat down on the bed, the warm milk cup forced into her hand.

"You forgot to drink milk tonight." He explained, "I'm going down to make milk for you..."

Then why didn't he say it before, just to see her reaction on purpose?

Seeing her like this now, is he satisfied?

Jing Jiaren was holding the cup, her head was drooping, and she didn't dare to look at him because her eyes were a little red.

"Drink it while it's hot."

"How do you know I didn't drink!?" She wondered, did he monitor her?

Ximen Longting sat down beside her: "Because you don't smell like milk today... Don't you usually drink a cup before going to bed at night?"

"..."

"Women drink more milk, sleep soundly, and look good."

Ximen Longting spoke in a low and gentle voice as if nothing had happened.After the experience just now, Jing Jiaren didn't dare to tell him to get out, she was afraid that if she yelled, he would really get out...

"Don't drink yet, wait for me to feed you?" Ximen Longting leaned over.

Jing Jiaren took a big gulp, the temperature was just right, and it pressed against her stomach.

Ximen Longting patiently waited for her to finish drinking, took away the empty glass and put it aside, pressed her shoulders, and made her lie down on the bed.

He also quickly took off his shoes, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one... Only a pair of underwear was left lying beside her.

As if they were an old married couple.