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

Ximen Longting stared at her closely: "Really?"

"You're doing it for work. I can tell the difference, and I trust you." Jing Jiaren smiled and took a breath.

Damn it, every time Ximen Longting gets jealous, it will bother her a lot...

She doesn't want to learn from their father and son and become a vinegar bucket.

Ximen Longting's red eyes were dimmed, and he looked away angrily.

Dead woman, she really didn't care much about him.

"Aren't you angry if you see lip prints?"

"That must have been imprinted on you by a woman with ulterior motives..." Jing Jiaren rubbed her shirt and said, "If something really happens to you, you will also change into clean clothes."

First, he is obsessed with cleanliness and can't stand the smell of women.

Second, he is smart, how could he give Jing Jiaren a chance to catch him.

"You know me so well!"

"Nonsense, I don't know you, who will understand you?" Jing Jiaren smiled, "Just drink less, your stomach is not good."

Clothes smell of wine...

Rewards are inevitable.

Ximen Longting leaned on the bathtub and stared at her, feeling very upset.

But I can't give a valid reason for being unhappy...

But it was this woman who washed his clothes for the first time in my memory?

A strand of hair drooped, she stroked it with wet hands, and continued to rub it, quite skillfully.

"Who asked you to do laundry." He suddenly realized.

"I like to help you wash."

"Put the clothes down!" he said domineeringly, "I prefer you to wash me!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Jing Jiaren: "Alright, wash you first, and then do the laundry."

"Jing Jiaren, I'm in love with you!" The sharp child's voice suddenly sounded, "I love you, Jiaren, Jiaren, just like a mouse loves rice~Jiaren~ You are my little apple, I can't love you too much... ..."

Jing Jiaren frowned, and it took her a long time to find the source of the voice.

On the shelf behind the bathtub, Ximen Longting's cell phone rang... a ringtone.

This quirky voice sounds like SUN's.

Jing Jiaren was quite surprised, as she never heard Ximen Longting's cell phone ring.

He usually turns off the phone before going to bed, for fear of disturbing her.

Ximen Longting, on the other hand, is no stranger to it, he must have been poisoned by this voice many times.

Jing Jiaren dried her hands, picked up her phone and said with a smile, "Sun recorded it for you?"

"otherwise?"

This little dwarf, you are the only one who dares to break ground on Tai Sui Ye!

"It's so late, who called you? Do you want to answer?" Jing Jiaren asked.

Ximen Longting glanced lazily, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You take it."

From the looks of it, he guessed who was calling...

Jing Jiaren glanced at him suspiciously and picked up the phone.

"Mr. Ximen, are you asleep?" came a seductive female voice.

Jing Jiaren raised an eyebrow, and quickly replied, "My husband is taking a shower, so it's not convenient to answer the phone, may I ask you?"

The other party froze when they heard Jing Jiaren's voice...

But soon he laughed again: "Miss Jing."

know her?

Jing Jiaren frowned, it's not surprising, Ximen Longting's phone ringtone has her name in it.

Thinking of him ringing the bell at the banquet—

Absolutely eye-catching, from a domineering king to a concubine slave in an instant.

"Yes, I am." Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Longting, who was touching the shower gel gracefully, "Is there anything I need from him, I can convey it."

"Oh, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered..."