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

Ximen Longting's jaw was stiff, uncompromising.

Jing Jiaren pulled the towel under his crotch, and just wiped it on his head: "You, you always don't like to wipe your hair clean."

Simon Boss glared at her: "Hey Jing Jiaren!"

"What's the matter?" He yelled.

"Wipe my head, you who wrapped my crotch!?"

"What does that matter... You don't dislike yourself anyway."

"Who says you won't dislike it?" Ximen Longting tore off the towel, "It's so dirty! Would you wipe your face with a towel that wipes your butt?"

Jing Jiaren stared at him with wide eyes: "Then you don't feel dirty to me..."

A very embarrassing scene flashed through my mind.

Ximen Longting raised his brows, as if he knew what she was thinking, and his eyes swept between her legs evilly.

He once pressed her and kissed her whole body, including the most private parts.

"That's different." Ximen Longting's voice was extremely hoarse.

Damn it, this woman teased him thoroughly with just a word!

"Why is it different?" Jing Jiaren covered the bath towel again and rubbed it, "It's winter now, it's not good for you not to dry yourself."

Resist the urge to overwhelm her.

However, Jing Jiaren's body came close, rubbing against his chest with the softest part.

Ximen Longting pressed her shoulders to make her lie back, and got up in a low voice: "I will dry it myself."

Jing Jiaren looked at him puzzled...

He has been less affectionate to her these days.I've been busy all the time, and my nerves are in a state of high tension.

And very little sleep.

She just wanted to squeeze the last of his energy and let him have a good sleep.

"Ximen Longting, the work is endless. Why are you in a hurry?"

"I have something on my mind, I can't sleep." Ximen Longting threw away the towel, picked up the notebook, and pushed a mobile table to the side of the bed, "I'll sleep when I'm tired, you go to bed early."

"Husband Ximen..." Jing Jiaren supported her head with one hand, and put on a coquettish poss on the bed.

"Don't mess around,"

"Husband Ximen..." Jing Jiaren stretched out one leg, and provocatively drew a heart shape on Ximen Longting's back.

Ximen Longting's body tensed violently.

"Jing Jiao~ Wife! Be obedient!"

Jing Jiaren pushed her long legs away and covered her with a quilt.

It's snowing in June!

Jing Jiaren stopped believing in evil, and crawled to the bedside with a whining voice, wrapping his arms around his shoulders from behind: "Husband Ximen!"

Ximen Longting took a deep breath,

Jing Jiaren could feel his turbid and heavy breathing...

"Jing Jiaren, don't force me to tie you up for you."

However, the sentences he spat out were relentless.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened. Are you making an international joke?Da Sao~ Bao Ximen Long Ting will put on a beautiful meal and not touch her, and tie her up?

"Tie it up, come and tie me up, let's see if you tie it up... It turns out that you are very serious, and you like that style..."

Jing Jiaren's hands moved down to touch his chest, imitating Ximen Longting's usual gesture of teasing her.

Ximen Longting became panting and stared fiercely: "Are you having sex tonight? Do you want it?"

"Anyway, I don't care... I'll keep harassing you if you don't sleep..."

"..."

"If you don't tie me up again, I'll just..." Jing Jiaren pressed her lips against his shoulder, and bit his shoulder blade affectionately.Hard, full of lean meat!

"You're really courting death!" Ximen Longting ignited two angers, and rushed towards her.