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

Ximen Longting grabbed her little hand and pressed it against his chest.

With his words, what else can Jing Jiaren say?The resentment in my heart was instantly vented...

Only then did she realize that she was a petty and narrow-minded "resentful woman"!

"Then I can barely stop being angry with you." Jing Jiaren's long eyelashes flicked across his.

Ximen Longting's eyelashes are longer and thicker, and he has a deep British face.

He put his arms around her waist, his eyes burst out with surprise: "Really?"

"Yes, I'm not mad at you."

Ximen Longting hugged her head contentedly and pressed it against his chest, and said in a deep voice, "If I'm sick, you come to see me. I'd rather be sick every day!"

Jing Jiaren gave him a hammer on his chest: "Don't talk nonsense! By the way... I bought you medicine, you get up and take medicine."

Ximen Longting sat with his pillow up, not wanting Fangjing Jiaren to leave, but she insisted on giving him medicine.

He poured water for him, found out the medicine for fever, took out the pills and handed them to him...

"It's just a fever, which made me buy a bunch." Even that kid SUN would lie.

Ximen Longting swallowed the medicine, but those wolf eyes fell on Jing Jiaren's face, staring deeply from top to bottom.

"Beauty..." His rolling throat was breathing fire, "No medicine can compare to you."

"..."

"It is said that a high fever can be cured faster by exercising profusely than by taking injections and medicine." He stretched out his long hand to grab her as he spoke.

Jing Jiaren picked up a pillow and hit him on the face.

"They are all patients, can you be serious?!"

Ximen Longting's face was pressed to her face through the pillow, his hands wrapped around her waist, and he rolled on the bed.

"When you unbuttoned me and teased me... I already..."

"..."

"If you don't believe me, touch it?"

Xie Fang's big palm grabbed her hand and reached below his abdomen, forcing her to touch his male hard place.

Jing Jiaren couldn't pull her hand away, when she touched the scorching heat...it was like a ball of fire.

"I've endured talking to you for so long, am I easy?" He removed the pillow with his other hand and stared at her with a look of desire and dissatisfaction on his face.

After going through so many separations and reunions, Ximen Boss has no confidence anymore...

He is like a dog who is yelling and drinking, being played with by Jing Jiaren at will.

Now she is treating him gently and obediently, maybe the next second she will look at him coldly.

He no longer naively thought that if Jing Jiaren treated him well now, it meant that he wanted to be nice to him, and to be with him for the rest of his life.

He has already embraced the idea of ​​"seize the day and night", and never let it go if he can have a moment of tenderness.

He pressed Jing Jiaren's hand on his lips, and used her index finger to trace his lips...

"Touch me like I'm asleep, touch me." He asked longingly.

The corners of Jing Jiaren's eyes slightly curved: "I just stroked your face, nothing else."

"Then keep touching, I like it when you touch my face... I feel comfortable wherever you touch me."

Ximen Longting raised his red lips, his teeth were neat and white, like a big boy.

No, how could there be such a lustful boy?

Jing Jiaren's professional skirt was being torn furiously, he couldn't find where the zipper was, and he groped back and forth under her body with his big palm.And the skirt's hip-covering design made her legs tightly closed, making it impossible to even lift them up.

Ximen Boss fought for a full 5 minutes, but he still couldn't take off her clothes. He must have to tear them before changing them.

"Why don't you tear it up?"