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

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Sun hugged Jing Jiaren's body tightly, habitually hooking her with both hands and feet.

A son away, Ximen Longting leaned over and kissed her lips.

It's also a light, kiss that doesn't contain any passion...

"Jing Jiao~wife, good night."

Jing Jiaren looked at him sweetly: "Overbearing CEO, good night."

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The morning sun streamed in, warming the room.

Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes slightly, and found that the big and small Ximen on the bed were gone.

The balcony door was open, a few sparrows were jumping and chirping, and there was the faint voice of Ximen Longting...

Jing Jiaren wore Ximen Longting's shirt and walked to the window sill, and sure enough, she saw the father and son sitting by the railing and having a long conversation!

This was such an unexpected scene.

The sun shone on them, one big and one small, surrounded by a dazzling halo, and the morning fog surrounding 13 Oaks in the morning was not yet thick.

The faint mist is flowing, as if in a fairyland in a dream.

"Queen, you're awake!" Sun immediately spotted Jing Jiaren, raising his face with joy.

"Well, you guys woke up so early?"

"Because King always wipes Sun's ass!"

"Wipe your ass!?"

Ximen Longting likes to hold Jing Jiaren in his arms at night, and when he falls asleep, he will habitually reach out to wipe it off. Who knows that Sun just fell asleep on Jing Jiaren's body, curling up his little butt...

Hearing this, Ximen Boss immediately blacked out: "Shut up, get out and brush your teeth."

"What did you guys talk about?"

"A topic between men!"

Jing Jiaren teased: "It's rare to see you chatting?"

Ximen Longting glared at her: "Stop making such an expression on me..."

sun<(￣3￣)>: "Women can't listen to men's topics!"

It was rare for them to be so congenial. Although Jing Jiaren was curious, she could probably think of what they said.It's nothing more than words of encouragement to his son, spoken in the same way as Ximen Longting.

He still loves his son, but in a different way!

In the morning light, Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes and looked at Ximen Longting with a gentle smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Ximen Longting put his arms around Jing Jiaren's shoulders, and kicked Sun's butt with his long, shoeless legs, "Hurry up, little dwarf."

"(^) Huh! When you grow up, you will regret humiliating me like this!"

Master Ximen's people came early to pick Sun up for class...

Jing Jiaren was afraid that Sun would cry, so she hid in the bathroom all the time.

Sure enough, Sun kept banging on the door outside, crying so loudly, heart-piercing!

Jing Jiaren leaned against the door, even though she had expected it, it was still hard to hear his cry.

I vaguely heard Ximen Longting's reprimand: "What I told you this morning was a waste of my saliva?"

"Don't... queen, woo woo woo..."

"Ximen Weilin, you are my son, Ximen Longting, don't be silly!"

"You can eat any kind of bitter sun, and sun is not a crybaby!... Woohoo, don't leave, the queen... sun must be obedient..."

Jing Jiaren wrapped her arms around her shoulders. She must find the antidote and survive.He couldn't bear the lovely Sun becoming an orphan without parents.

When the door was knocked again, there was only Ximen Longting's voice: "He has already left."

Jing Jiaren unlocked the lock, and stood in front of the sink to wash her face with water.

Ximen Longting unscrewed the door, hugged her from behind, his arms were tight.