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

The point is, he has no impression at all!

"You said that when I came back, you were already asleep." Ximen Longting raised her shoulder, "Then where did the marks on your body come from?"

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath.How should I say it?

Minimize damage...

If she was raped, she didn't want such a thing to be exposed, she didn't know it was just self-blame.

If she knew, she would be unable to hold her head up in front of Ximen Longting.

Well, you really can't let him know.

"Jing Jiaren, are you still going to tell me the truth?"

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "You still found out."

"..."

"You came back very drunk last night, so you repeated the domestic violence last time." Jing Jiaren raised her head, with a nonchalant smile on her lips, "I know you will blame yourself, so I will keep it from you."

"..."

"Because I know you are unconscious...you are the one who is most reluctant to hurt me in the whole world." Jing Jiaren stretched out a finger and stroked his cheek, "I don't want you to worry if I hide it from you, it's kind lie."

Ximen Longting's red eyes lit up.

"And, I'm really fine! These are skin trauma!"

Ximen Longting frowned: "Then why are you crying?"

"..."

"Don't tell me you are crying in pain!" Ximen Longting stared at her red and swollen eyes, "Your eyes are telling me that you are crying so swollen because of sad tears!"

"It's said to be a nightmare, and it has nothing to do with this matter."

Jing Jiaren looked away, but Ximen Longting snapped her chin back.

"Ximen Longting, don't torment me... My whole body is sore and hurts."

My mind is still groggy, and my thinking is getting more and more chaotic.

An angry look flashed across Ximen Longting's face, it was annoyed at himself.

Put Jing Jiaren back on the bed carefully, and raised the quilt: "You are sleeping, are you feeling unwell? Have a fever?"

The big palm was on her forehead, but there was no trace of high fever.

But this doesn't mean that Jing Jiaren doesn't have a cold——

The wind has blown for so long last night, and it has been freezing outside.

Ximen Longting punched the bedside table with a fist: "What the hell did I do last night that was not as good as a beast?"

"..."

"I have no impression at all." He sneered, how did he come back?How can I not remember.

It is impossible for him to hide his doubts and not investigate clearly.

Jing Jiaren looked at his back as he turned and left, and immediately shouted, "Where are you going!"

"I'm going to buy you medicine."

"No, there are medicines in the cabinet in the bathroom... Don't you have all kinds of medicines well prepared?" Jing Jiaren's eyes began to shake, she was really sick.

She didn't want her to look so weak, it would only make Ximen Longting blame himself even more.

"Ximen Longting, I don't really feel pain." Staring at his back, she curled up into a smile, "I'm not lying to you."

It's not the body that hurts, but the heart.

Ximen Longting clenched his fists, his shoulders were trembling faintly.He promised not to hurt her again!

"You stupid woman!"

After taking the medicine from the bathroom, Ximen Longting's entire aura began to DOWN.Like a big dog who has done something wrong and is waiting for his master to punish him.

Jing Jiaren knew he would do this!

"I'll punish you... drink up the abalone porridge. Show me." She looked weak and pale, and tried her best to smile playfully, "Drink the porridge first and then apply the medicine to me."

"Apply the medicine before drinking!"