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

"Xinnuan, you must be my lucky star... If it wasn't for you, Ximen Longting and I would have died last night."

"It's none of her business?" Luo Lei interjected coldly, "I'm the one you should thank!"

"Girl, don't worry, good people will be fine, God will help us."

"It's none of God's business? They say I saved it!" Luo Lei clenched his fists coldly.

"Heart warm, I have a lot to tell you." Jing Jiaren was emotional.

"Beauty, I also have a lot to say to you!" Wen Xinnuan was agitated, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Luo Lei was very gloomy: "Did I give you a chance to talk? Why don't you let go of your hands?"

Damn it, women's friendship is so fucking disgusting and sticky!

Hugging and hugging, laughing and crying.

Luo Lei couldn't see it very much, and grabbed Wen Xinnuan's hand, trying to separate them.

Wen Xinnuan was pulled into pain: "Luo Lei, what are you doing, you've been chattering beside me, disturbing our reunion!"

"Tell you to let go, don't you understand?!"

"It hurts!" Wen Xinnuan exclaimed.

Jing Jiaren let go of her hand suddenly, of course she couldn't bear to warm her heart.

Luo Lei pulled Wen Xinnuan into his arms contentedly, and just as he raised his chin smugly, Jing Jiaren slapped him across the face.

Crack, very loud.

Luo Lei's black face: "You hit me?"

Jing Jiaren's hands were in burning pain, and she snorted coldly: "Scumbag, you are the one I hit."

She waited for a long time for this slap.

Every time she saw Wen Xinnuan's movies reflecting her past, her hatred for Luo Lei accumulated deeper, and she vowed that if she saw him one day, she would help Wen Xinnuan get it back.

"You bitch~ woman!"

As soon as Luo Lei finished speaking, Jing Jiaren rounded her arms, and swiped her palm again, only hitting Wen Xinnuan dumbfounded.

Luo Lei's handsome face was slightly red from the beating, his skin was thick, but it didn't hurt!

But the majesty of a man—

It's okay to be beaten by Wen Xinnuan at ordinary times, he's allowed it, why does Jing Popo have the right to beat him! ?

Luo Lei said angrily, "Okay, you woman, I saved you, but you actually hit me, you have the guts!"

Jing Jiaren didn't say a word, but slapped her across the face again, which only made her arms numb and her palms sore.

Luo Lei's face was so hard, she really asked for trouble when he slapped him.

Luo Lei probably didn't expect that this woman would have the courage to sweep over with one palm after another, that's why she took three palms in a row.

And when Jing Jiaren was about to sweep the fourth palm, he slowed down and stopped her wrist——

Otherwise, with Jing Jiaren's ability, it's not that he's defenseless, it's impossible to touch a single hair of him.

"Jing Popo, don't think that just because you are Wen's friend, I dare not touch you!"

"I won't forgive you for what you want to do to Jiaren!" Wen Xinnuan was still helping Jing Jiaren.

He was slapped a few times, and she didn't feel sorry for him?

Luo Lei clenched his hands angrily, and Jing Jiaren felt that her bones were about to be broken.

"Let go, you let go of the beauty!" Wen Xinnuan hugged his arm, biting hard on his arm, hoping that Luo Lei would let go because of the pain.

Luo Lei stared at Wen Xinnuan coldly——

This woman didn't bite him a lot, just the dog's tooth marks, he could break a mouthful of her teeth with a shake of his hand.

He couldn't feel the pain in his arm, but the pain in his heart...

The big palm finally let go.

Jing Jiaren took two steps back and rubbed her wrist.