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

Ximen Longting squinted his eyes and realized that the stupid bear could really understand human speech. He stretched out his other palm and spread it flat in front of Jing Jiaren.

"I'm going down, Ximen Longting, do you want to come together?"

Jing Jiaren greeted, and Big Bear had already led Jing Jiaren out of the tree hole.

Damn it, how could Ximen Longting be so upset with an animal?

Jing Jiaren was placed on a small head by the stream. She put Ximen Longting's clothes in the water to wash away the sweat and dirt, and twisted them open.

The clothes were torn into strips with a dagger, and wrapped around the big bear's wound to bandage.

As if knowing that Jing Jiaren was treating its wound, the big black bear remained honest and unmoved.

footsteps.

When Jing Jiaren turned her head, she saw Ximen Longting approaching...

"How did you get down the tree?"

Ximen Longting coldly squatted by the stream and washed the blood on his hands: "But my legs and hands are disabled?"

Jing Jiaren sighed, it was as if he had taken gunpowder now...

It can blow people up if they open their mouths.

Jing Jiaren stared at the wound on Big Bear's shoulder, where the dagger was still stuck.

Jing Jiaren pointed to the wound, and Daxiong put Jing Jiaren on her shoulder...

Fortunately, the big bear has a big body, and the dagger wound is not a big problem for it.

"I'm going to pull it out, bear with it."

"Hum..."

Da Xiong had no objection, but Ximen Longting had more opinions: "Jing Jiaren, if you speak in such a disgusting tone again, I don't mind taking a few extra knives on it."

Jing Jiaren was speechless.

Is she disgusting?Then when she coaxed Ximen Longting, she made herself feel numb, okay?

Jing Jiaren pulled out the dagger, and blood flowed out. She took out a piece of cloth and pressed it to wipe off the blood.

I poured some more golden sore medicine... The medicine bottle was empty in an instant.

The shoulders of the big black bear are too thick, and the cloth strips are not that long, so they cannot be tied up.

Since this place is not like a palm, you have to touch things everywhere, Jing Jiaren thinks it's okay not to bandage it.

Ximen Longting sat by the stream and washed his hands...

When Jing Jiaren was put back on the stone, she saw the cut on Qingli's arm with the discarded rag held by President Ximen.

It was so long, it must have bled a lot, and the arm was red.

Jing Jiaren exclaimed in surprise: "Ximen Longting, what's going on with you here?"

Ximen Longting arrogantly ignored her, and wiped the dirt on his body with a wet rag.

Jing Jiaren squatted beside him, wanting to check the injury, his body turned away.

"Ximen Longting, you want to kill me? Let me see?"

"Just go and see that bear, you are so free, you care about me."

The words are full of sourness.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip...

"Did you get cut by thorns? Did you get it when you went down the mountain?" Jing Jia's heart was blocked, "The medicine for golden sores is all used up..."

"You've run out of sympathy too!"

"..."

"You can sympathize with everything in the world, except me!" Ximen Longting kicked on the stone vigorously, furious.

"Stop making trouble, let me see if it's all right." Jing Jiaren poked his back with her finger, "Ximen Longting...I'll wipe it for you."

"No need, I have hands and feet!"

"Husband Ximen..."

Ximen Longting gave the big black bear a cold look, with provocative corners of his eyes, and pointed his finger at his own cheek: "I'll give you a chance to make up for it, give me a kiss."

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Sure enough, you are worthy of being the king of the naive country."

"Stop rambling! Do you want to kiss me or not!"