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

"It's been a long time since I've seen people rolling a snowman." Ximen Longting raised his lips and reached out to catch a snowflake. "Let him figure it out here slowly..."

He got up suddenly, and walked back like a happy cheetah.

He was going to see how busy the women in the kitchen were and whether they were tired.Do you want him to help!

……

The heat was rising in the kitchen, and Jing Jiaren was fighting with a pile of seafood in her sleeves and apron.

Jing Jiaren has cooked other seafood, such as the turtle dish...

Swiping the ipad with my finger, what should I do, killing it feels terrible.

But how to eat the whole stew?

A whole soft-shelled turtle nestled in the soup, and it seemed that he didn't dare to touch it.

Jing Jiaren was holding a kitchen knife in one hand, not knowing what to do.

"Why don't you call me for such a rough job." Ximen Longting's voice appeared next to her ears.

Jing Jiaren smiled and looked up: "You're here, how did the interrogation go?"

"good."

"Is he willing to confess?"

"Sooner or later."

Ximen Longting took the black sleeves from Wilson and put them on, ready to help with the cooking.

Jing Jiaren looked at him suspiciously: "You remember you promised me that there would be no bloodshed, did you do it?"

"I will do what I promised you!"

Jing Jiaren is in charge of cooking seafood, and the chefs are not idle, they are responsible for making roast chicken, roast pig, and other ingredients.

Ximen Longting glanced at the busyness in the kitchen, the ingredients were so rich, it was like a festival...

"Why, what's there to celebrate tonight?"

"Christmas Eve tonight and Christmas tomorrow," Jing Jiaren said earnestly, "Also, we escaped from a catastrophe, of course it is worth celebrating."

"..."

"Tonight, I invited all the bodyguards who accompanied you to the island to share the troubles." Jing Jiaren paused and looked up at him, "You won't be angry if I make such a presumptuous claim."

Ximen Longting kissed her on the forehead: "As you like, it's up to you!"

Jing Jiaren smiled in relief, narrowing her beautiful eyes.

Next, Jing Jiaren was in charge of the kitchen, Ximen Longting was in charge, and the husband and wife worked together to cook a lot of dishes...

The dishes were served on the table one by one, and the dining room had already been set up. The long tables were covered with white tablecloths, the nine-headed golden candlesticks were dyed by candlelight, and flowers were used as decorations.

There was even an oversized Christmas tree on one side of the restaurant, and several servants wearing Santa hats were hanging trinkets on it.

Jing Jiaren had been busy in the kitchen, and when she left, she realized that it was snowing outside.

Jing Jiaren froze suddenly: "It's snowing, and the bear is in the forest, will it be cold?"

Bears are cold animals, and many bears will hibernate in winter.

Ximen Longting put his arms around her waist: "I have sent someone to take care of it. If it wakes up, I will notify you as soon as possible. What are you in a hurry for?"

"Then it will be cold too..."

"Should I send someone to bring a quilt to cover it?"

As night fell, a thick layer of university had been laid outside, and a row of kneeling people by the pool was covered in ice and snow.

Gong Zihua's eyelashes were covered with snow, and her lips were frozen to the point that they were covered with icy particles.

He held his breath coldly, and stabilized his precarious figure. The palace dogs, which were unconscious from the cold, lost their balance one by one and fell into the swimming pool.

Even if he falls to the ground, he will be kicked into the pool by the bodyguard...

If you don't kneel, you will die.

Gong Zihua was so cold that her whole body was stiff and numb, and her brain was pierced by ice one after another, as if she had returned to many years ago——