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

"That's different!"

"What's the difference?" Wouldn't it be enough to sacrifice his life for his sake?

"It's just different." There was a hint of seriousness in his voice.

Jing Jiaren was puzzled, and looked up at him, but he just looked at her with a very strange gaze, which was also unusually gentle.

Ximen Longting rubbed her face and smiled affectionately: "Jing Jiaren, you are nervous about me."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, you are worried about me."

Jing Jia was convinced: "Yes, I am nervous and worried about you."

"Jing Jiaren, you love me!"

He bit her ear, unbearably excited.

It seems that he is really excited, just these few words over and over again.

Then, the matter of Wang Yingying was covered up by his excitement and temporarily left behind?But it doesn't matter, she knows that Ximen Longting is a vengeful constellation.

Those who offend him will never end well.

Even if they were worried, they were only worried that he would strike too hard and kill Wang Yingying.

Jing Jiaren frowned, and wanted to say something, but felt that a woman like Wang Yingying was too hateful to be worthy of her pleading.

"Jing Jiaren, you care about me."

Is this man gone?

Jing Jiaren took a breath: "Yes, I love you, I care about you, I am nervous about you, I am worried about you. Where is your confession?"

"I'll marry you." He raised his lips, "Accompanying you is the longest confession of love."

"..."

"I'll spend my whole life telling you." He rubbed her fluffy hair and tidied it around his ears.

Jing Jiaren sniffed and smiled happily: "It's not too bad."

Ximen Longting once again took a tissue to help her blow her nose: "Are you still asleep?"

"Sleep full, you watch a movie with me."

"Okay, what do you want to watch? A touching romance movie?"

"Any good movies to introduce?" Jing Jiaren was surprised. Since when did he pay attention to romance movies?

"The one you starred in last night."

Jing Jiaren's cheeks were slightly stiff, and she hammered his chest with her hand: "Stop making fun of me!"

"That's the most touching love story I've ever seen..." Ximen Longting lowered his red eyes, staring at her with extra affection.

"Forget it, you bring the notebook, let's see what we need to prepare for registration tomorrow."

"Didn't you search for it a long time ago?"

"Maybe it's not enough, let's see again." Jing Jiaren felt a little nervous with anticipation.

Ximen Longting picked up the notebook and came over, leaning against the head of the bed, letting her be wrapped in her arms, leaning against his strong chest.

The quilt was pulled up very high, and a pillow was stuffed in Jing Jiaren's arms to prevent the quilt from leaking air.

"What do you want to see, don't move your hands, I will help you."

Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes, filled with warmth and happiness.

"Just look it up, the steps to get a marriage certificate."

"Haven't you memorized it backwards?"

"Make you popular."

"I don't know?" Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, "Go to the local Ministry of Civil Affairs, bring two 2-inch photos of the two people's heads, and two copies of ID cards, then fill in the form, have it confirmed by the staff, and it will be stamped to take effect. 2 yuan for the cost of production..."

He speaks fluently, vaguely and concisely, and it seems that he has done his homework.

Jing Jiaren rubbed her nose: "So you also checked secretly without telling me."

The two of them were browsing the web and accidentally stumbled upon an online forum for "Marriage Syndrome", which was local to P City, and some couples who were about to get married chatted wildly in it.

Many people have marriage phobia before they get married, and they are under a lot of pressure.