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

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"Hello, I'm looking for Wang Yingying, whose English name is JO. I'm her assistant. I just received a call from her that she had a sudden bronchitis. I'm here to deliver her medicine... Please help me find out which room she is in. "

a few hours later.

The night was darker, with pouring rain. When Jing Jiaren rushed to the 5-star hotel, she suddenly became calm and wise.

The lady at the front desk was skeptical and dialed the phone to the suite to inquire about the situation.

After all, it is about human life.

Jing Jiaren's eyes fell on the number of keys on her fingers...

00689.

6th Floor, Room 89.

Jing Jiaren grabbed the driver and hurried to the 6th floor.If she knocked on the door and searched room by room, she would definitely receive complaints from customers and be thrown out by security.

Standing in front of the room, Jing Jiaren took a breath and rang the doorbell.

As the bell rang again and again, her fingers became numb.

There is no reaction at all... Could it be...

Can't think about it at all.

Jing Jiaren held her breath, and knocked on the door with her hands instead.Her hand was already swollen, and every time she hit the door, it hurt very much.

"Miss, let me open the door."

At this time, a waiter hurried up with the room card, "Is it really bronchitis? Do you want to call the police?"

Just called the front desk to go to the suite, but no one answered.

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief: "No need, I brought medicine, let her swallow it."

Dip, the room card passed the electronic detection, the servant skillfully typed the password, and the door opened.

In the room, a strong aroma spread.

Very beautiful ~ tender taste.

The big bed was in a mess, and clothes and pants were scattered all over the floor. When Jing Jia walked a short distance, she kicked a woman's high-heeled shoes.

Even though she had prepared her heart long ago, her heart was still stabbing suddenly.

A half-naked woman was lying on the carpet under the bed.

Jing Jiaren frowned, and stopped the waiter who was about to come in: "Just leave it to me...it's a bit inconvenient."

The waiter understood when she saw the scattered lace objects on the ground: "If you have any questions, please call the front desk at any time."

Jing Jiaren walked over in two or three steps, and grabbed the woman's hair.

A fair face appeared, and it really was Wang Yingying.

"Where's Ximen Longting? Wake up... Let me ask you, where is Ximen Longting?"

Jing Jiaren pulled her hair vigorously a few times.

There was no one on the big bed, but Ximen Longting's clothes and pants were lying on the floor.

Jing Jiaren heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and her eyes suddenly turned to the bathroom.

"Ximen Longting...?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, showing no signs of pain.

Throwing away Wang Yingying and rushing into the bathroom...

The pouring cold water rushed down, Ximen Longting leaned against the wall and sat under the hood with his head drooped.The cold water kept pouring down, he was naked, and his skin was scorching hot.

"Ximen Longting?" Jing Jiaren turned off the water valve, knelt down and held his shoulder.

So hot, so hot.

Like a crazy high fever, he was so hot that he couldn't even breathe.

"Ximen Longting, wake up, okay?" Jing Jiaren pinched his chin and shook it. Among those who pinched him hard, his deep eyes were closed tightly, and his whole body exuded a flirtatious aura.

Is there any...

Jing Jiaren didn't dare to think about it, she would go crazy!

Putting his hands on her shoulders, she wanted to lift him up, but found that he was as heavy as a mountain, motionless.

Jing Jiaren gasped weakly, and pulled the towel over him.