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

It turned out that he had been looking at Jing Jiaren all along, and she was the one who was pretending to be affectionate, and then ran over to take her own humiliation.

"Why don't you get out?"

Ximen Longting looked at the red wine juice splashed on his sleeve, his face was very displeased.

AMY's makeup was completely messed up, and her eyelashes were rolled up, as embarrassing as she could be.

There was a vague flash light, and AMY covered his face and shouted: "No photo taking!"

"..."

"This is a private club, you are not allowed to take pictures, who took pictures of me just now?!"

The waiter apologized again and again, saying that he would take care of the matter.

The assistant took AMY's hand: "Let's go first, the longer you stay, the worse it will affect you."

AMY stomped her foot hard, glanced at Jing Jiaren, and fled in despair.

……

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, and met Ximen Longting's eyes. He smiled handsomely, and only when he looked at her did he have a deep pampering, domineering look in his eyes.

The injured right hand was wrapped several times with a hair band, holding a crystal wine glass in his hand.

that hair tie...

The last time Ximen Longting was injured, Jing Jiaren took it from her hair and tied it for him.

Didn't expect him to keep it.

Jing Jiaren didn't want to play hide-and-seek anymore, so she straightened up and walked over.

Ximen Longting raised his chin slightly, stared at her approaching, and said with admiration, "Your hairstyle today is beautiful."

"..."

"The orange color matches your skin very well, I like it."

With a warm heart, Jing Jiaren stared at him and asked, "Why have you been following me?"

"Didn't you say you need time to calm down? I'll give you time to calm down...not close to you, enough?!"

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened: "...Are you getting close?"

"Before that, I kept at least five meters away from you."

"..."

"I didn't bother you?"

Jing Jia was speechless, what was this man thinking?

"Your existence has seriously disturbed me! Even if you do nothing... just watch me..."

Jing Jia stopped in the middle of her speech, her clear eyes were as ignorant as a deer's.

Ximen Longting really wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her hard.

He restrained the restlessness in his heart: "I'm just watching you, so what?"

Jing Jiaren's cheeks were slightly hot, and she didn't know if she was blushing.

Damn it, why is there nothing you can do with Ximen Longting! ?

"You can treat me as a stranger...how can my existence interfere with you?"

"But you are not a stranger!"

"Then what am I?" Ximen Longting's voice was magnetic, "In your heart, what am I?"

His voice hit a big bell like a log, and her heart trembled heavily.

Yes, in her heart, he can seriously interfere with her existence just by breathing.

Jing Jiaren turned her face away: "You are making unreasonable words, how can there be strangers staring at me all the time?"

Thin ice flashed across Ximen Longting's eyes: "As long as I don't look at you, is that enough?"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"OK, from now on, I won't look at you."

Ximen Longting looked away and took a sip of the wine...

Jing Jiaren said in a high voice: "You just exist in my sight! Ximen Longting, I told you to go away!"

"I've gone far enough! Are you willing to kill me?" He said hoarsely.

The guild hall was unusually quiet, and Jing Jiaren felt a lot of eyes on them... They looked like a quarreling couple.