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

Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes and smiled, he may spoil her now, but for how long?

"Jing Jiaren, what does it smell like?"

"...?"

"I ask you for milk!"

Jing Jiaren raised her face, painted his handsome face with her eyes, and said dumbly, "What else does milk taste like? It's the taste of milk..."

"I'll taste it." Ximen Longting moved to her lips, hugged her, and swept the milk taste in her mouth.

This man is really... insatiable, he likes to be sticky.

Jing Jiaren actually doesn't like clingy men, but the strange thing is that she likes Ximen Longting clinging to her and imprisoning her.

All her principles became special cases in front of Ximen Longting.

The clothes were roughly torn by Ximen Longting, and the two leaned on the car tenderly to look at the stars for a while, she thought the field of view was not wide enough, so she put on his shirt, the big clothes were empty and very long.

Stepping barefoot on the soft grass, she squinted at the foot of the mountain.

Wilson and the driver were ordered not to get out of the car, and this place completely became her and Ximen Longting's world.

In the autumn season, the wind at night is slightly turbulent and cool.

With the baggy shirt flying, she looks extraordinarily sexy and alluring.

"Jing Jiaren."

The man's thick voice called her.

Jing Jiaren stroked her long hair blown by the night wind, turned her head sideways, and saw Ximen Longting holding two cold fireworks sticks.

Butterfly fireworks fly out, dancing blue...

Jing Jiaren's eyes lit up, watching him approaching her with one in each hand, like a magician waving a magic wand.

"Where did it come from?"

"There are a lot in the trunk. Do you want to play?"

Jing Jiaren reached out to take one. The firework had a heart-shaped head, and butterflies flew out with fluorescence, which was very realistic.

The blue butterflies kept flying out and disappearing, Jing Jiaren shook her hand gently, her face was reflected with a warm light: "Why did you buy this?"

"Celebration banquet!"

Jing Jiaren snatched the one from Ximen Longting's hand and played with it casually.

Ximen Longting took out a whole box of cold fireworks sticks, a bottle of red wine, and two crystal glasses from the rear compartment.

Insert them in a row on the ground, and light them with a tinder box...

Countless butterflies are flying.

Ximen Longting was topless, spread his suit on the grass, sat down with his arms around Jing Jiaren, and wrapped her in his narrow arms.

"Jing Jiaren, are you my woman?"

He pulled her shirt collar and kissed her side neck.

"A three-day appointment, one day left." Jing Jiaren said softly, "The answer will be announced the day after tomorrow."

"Promises are dead, but people are alive..."

"I'm a man of promise."

"Jing Jiaren, you are already my woman... still want me to express it more practically with actions?" Ximen Longting pressed his voice, and his fiery palm reached into the neckline, walking along the curve of her body, " Enough rest? Continue?"

This shirt is so big, it's like not wearing it.

The appearance of women wearing men's shirts is the sexiest, especially Jing Jiaren...

She was seducing him, but he couldn't bear the slightest temptation!

"Are you a stud~ horse, just now... again?" Jing Jiaren was still holding a cold firework stick in his hand, and they almost burned the whole box.

Ximen Longting bit her ear lightly: "You owe me this."

"..."

"You owe me so many times, and you have to make up for it all today."

"Excessive indulgence!"

"This is called purging fire!"