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

That's right, he was lawless in everything he did since he was a child, without any scruples...

"No KISS, can I touch you?"

"It also depends on the place, such as the arms and face, but not the chest!"

"Of course I know." He was full of evil, "Then it's okay if I touch your arm like this?"

Jing Jiaren was stunned, obviously he was touching her arm, but his movements were still very erotic~ provocative.

"You know you can't!"

Ximen Longting squeezed her chin back: "When is your friend leaving?"

"Stingy husband Ximen!" Jing Jiaren avoided his question, got up from his arms, got out of bed, picked up the bathrobe and put it on.

She hasn't seen Wen Xinnuan for so long, how could she drive her friend away... She is not a person who forgets friends when she sees sex.

"Jing Jiao~ Wife! Don't forget whose woman you are!"

Jing Jiaren stood on the edge of the bed, looked down at him, imitating his usual tone: "So resentful, I didn't feed you enough last night?"

Ximen Longting: "..."

"The better the injury...I won't starve you."

Stare at her hard!

"Such a big anger is not good for your recovery."

Ximen Longting stretched out his hand to catch her, but she took two steps back, his injury made him fall back.

"Jing Jiaren, you have talent!"

"Lie down well, you should look like a patient when you are injured... don't move around."

Ximen Longting narrowed his narrow eyes coldly.

Jing Jiaren went into the bathroom to take a shower and wash up.Ximen Longting wanted to get up, but the wound in his abdomen was too deep for him to straighten up, he struggled a few times and fell back on the bed, the wound was still being pulled.

【I'm going to exercise tonight, just wait for me to serve you. 】

【I only have one request, don't open the wound...】

[If you are injured, don't even think about touching a finger of mine until the wound heals. 】

It would not be impossible for Ximen Longting to force it, but Jing Jiaren's domineering words kept ringing in his ears.

He slammed his hand on the pillow hard.This feeling of lying on the bed is really fucking damn it!

"Jing Jiaren! Jing Jiaren!"

"Jing Jiaren!"

Jing Jiaren smiled when she heard his loud yelling.

Stumbling about things is one of Ximen Longting's characteristics, he opened the door and poked his head out: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm going to get up too."

"Okay, I'll wait for you when I'm done. I won't leave you here alone."

When Ximen Longting heard this, he stopped making trouble.There are IPADs, laptops, newspapers, magazines, mobile phones...etc, all within easy reach.

Of course, there are water glasses and pills.

Jing Jiaren usually tries to keep the things he likes to use close by.

Jing Jiaren quickly took care of herself, brought a large glass of mouthwash, an empty washbasin, and a towel on her shoulder.

"Ximen overbearing kid, it's time to gargle every day."

Taking care of Ximen Longting, washing his face, brushing his teeth, and taking a bath is her compulsory course.

Jing Jiaren supported him to sit on the head of the bed, and put a large towel around his neck to act as a bib.The empty washbasin rests on his lap, and he spits out mouthwash.

Ximen Longting stared at her gentle actions with dark eyes.

She held up a toothbrush and a mouthwash cup: "Open your mouth."

"..."

"When you are old, too old to move, you see, this is how I take care of you."

"..."

"Aren't you very touched? You are enjoying various benefits in advance now..."