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

She took a deep breath, lit the fire, and tried to stand up to face him with the corners of her mouth curled up: "Okay..."

"..."

"Do you want to take a picture, how do you do it?" Jing Jiaren walked up to him and took the camera, "Something more intimate? A kiss?"

Ximen Longting stared at her with heavy eyes, his eyes were unfathomable.

Jing Jiaren picked up the camera and faced the camera, trying to smile.

"Jing Jiaren, you smile so ugly!"

"..."

"So afraid of death?" He put his arms around her, leaning his sharp chin slightly towards her shoulder.

Jing Jiaren's eyelashes were wet, and she shook her head: "I'm not afraid...I'm not afraid at all."

"You're shaking."

"What I'm afraid of is that you will die..." She took a deep breath, "I won't allow you to die before me!... Ugh."

Ximen Longting hung down and kissed her lips, his lips were very dry, and his mouth was slightly bitter.

Different from his usual domineering kiss, this kiss is very weak...

Jing Jiaren clasped him with her hand and kissed him back strongly. Would it be a good choice to die here together?

"Jing Jiaren, I love you!"

His deep voice is touching...

"I love you, and I love you too."

Ximen Longting frowned, clutching her shoulders tightly, his voice hoarse: "What did you say, say it again!?"

"Ximen Longting, I love you."

Ximen Longting's face was a little blurred in the smoke, as if Jing Jiaren was suddenly afraid that he would disappear.

"I love you."

She kissed his chin, "I love you."

Kiss the tip of his nose, "Love you..."

Kissing every part of his facial features, whispering softly that I love him, I really love him... Only when I was parting from life and death did I realize that this love is so heavy that it hurts.

Ximen Longting clasped her shoulder tightly without saying a word.

Jing Jiaren said "I love you" a lot until her voice became hoarse from the smoke.

"Cough cough cough..."

Thick smoke.

The billowing smoke soon made Jing Jiaren cough violently...

"It's probably not burned to death, but choked to death..." Jing Jiaren frowned, holding Ximen Longting with both hands, a little resigned to her fate.

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, his red eyes seemed to be filled with thick smoke, and there was a layer of mist floating around.

"Stupid woman, haven't you noticed that the smoke is all going in one direction?"

Jing Jiaren was awakened, and suddenly found that the smoke was actually going up to the ceiling, forming a smoke like a small whirlpool.

Jing Jiaren said in amazement: "So the entrance is up? No wonder...we just couldn't find the exit after searching for a long time."

As long as there is an exit, there is a gap for connection.

Scorpions are not only afraid of fire, but also afraid of thick smoke, so they hide in the dark and dare not come out.

Ximen Longting dragged a table, stepped on it a few steps, pushed the stone door on the ceiling but did not move.

"Will there be a mechanism?" Jing Jiaren looked around warily, "You saw that stone table, everything here is made of wood, only it doesn't match the style of this room..."

Ximen Longting jumped off the chair, using all his strength to push the stone table...

The room was shaking a little, and the thick smoke was going up faster, probably the gap had widened.

"It really is here!"

Ximen Longting's cold eyes moved slightly, then he let go of his hand suddenly, and took out the anesthesia guns on his body and handed them to her.

Then there are daggers, lighters, mobile phones, wallets, etc...

"Take these with you and take them." His face was very dark.