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

"Jing Jiaren, don't you even give me a chance to win?" Ximen Longting shook her shoulder, "You don't believe me?"

"no……"

"Let me talk to him!"

"He doesn't want to see you, you will stimulate his condition."

"He doesn't have a heart attack, so fragile!?"

"But he has high blood pressure..."

"I have a sense of propriety and don't stimulate his emotions. Okay?"

Ximen Longting hugged her slender body, shook her fiercely and asked, "Jing Jiaren, talk?!"

If she disagreed again, he could only be forced to beat her unconscious and tie her up.

Jing Jiaren slowly clenched her fist and said in a low voice, "Then when my dad wakes up tomorrow, I'll accompany you to the hospital."

"OK!" Ximen Longting agreed quickly.

"You can't disobey him, you can't force him, threaten him, or confront him..."

"Did I say that I have a sense of proportion?" Ximen Longting's mood eased, and his chin lightly rested on her shoulder, "You are not allowed to leave tonight. Stay with me?"

Jing Jiaren's mood went up and down like waves.

Regardless of her wishes, Ximen Longting picked her up and strode upstairs.

Jing Jiaren hugged him with one arm, looking at his tense face, his eyelashes were completely wet.

"I don't want to take a shower." Jing Jiaren immediately protested when he saw him carrying her towards the bathroom.

"Why, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"I don't want to wash!"

Afraid that he would see the large and small hickey marks on her body.

"Okay. Little dirty cat... You haven't bathed for 100 years, and I don't think you're dirty."

"Exaggerated!"

Ximen Longting put her on the bed, stared at her handsomely and said, "Don't try to escape, my villa is full of bodyguards and servants, and there are security guards outside the door."

"..."

"Sleep with me tonight, wake up tomorrow and I'll take you back to the hospital? Without me, you can't get into the hospital."

Jing Jiaren sighed: "You can do whatever you say, I have room for rebellion?"

Ximen Longting kissed her on the face. When he got up, he was still worried, went to lock the door with a key, and closed the window: "Wait for me, 5 minutes, I will wash very quickly."

"What are you in a hurry for? If I say I won't leave, I won't."

"You don't want to wash it, go in and watch me wash it?" He walked a few steps and then turned back to stare at her.

Jing Jiaren: "...don't!"

Ximen Longting glared at her viciously, wishing he could tie a bell to her body, he held the string, as long as Jing Jiaren rang the bell, it would move.

Ximen Longting walked into the bathroom, and came out again within a minute, involuntarily picking up the sofa that Jing Jiaren sent to the bathroom.

"Magazine," he stuffed a magazine on her body, "or pictures of beautiful men taking a bath, you have two choices."

"..." Jing Jiaren.

Was he so afraid that she would grow wings and fly away?

"Ximen Longting, what exactly do you like about me?" Jing Jiaren flipped through the magazines, if it was just looks, the world is so big, he could definitely find another woman like the one in the video.

By the way, isn't He Zhiyao the type?

The sound of water, Ximen Longting leaned against the side of the bath, squinted his eyes slightly and said coldly: "If you like it so easily and you can explain why, it's not called liking."

That's right, if she figured out why she fell in love with him, she would have restrained herself...not to fall into it.

When sleeping together at night, Jing Jiaren refused to take off her coat.

Ximen Longting's body was covered with drops of water, he hugged her passionately, and finally became suspicious: "Jing Jiaren, what are you hiding from me?"