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

Jing Jiaren wanted to say something, but the footsteps had stopped at the door...

The candlelight in the room is just right, and the petals are fragrant.

Jing Jiaren looked at the closet door which was carefully and slowly closed, with a piece of clothes caught outside, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Click...

The door lock was unlocked, Jing Jiaren held her breath, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

The tall figure walked in, and the appearance of Ximen Longting immediately plunged the room into an oppressive atmosphere.

The man's red pupils swept around the room, and immediately landed on the bed...

Jing Jiaren was completely buried in the pile of petals, and his cheeks suddenly turned red.

It's really him, Ximen Longting!

Ximen Boss frowned, with an indescribable expression on his face.

He slammed the door shut, and the bodyguards were cut off from the outside, and the lock was knocked down.

With heavy steps, he approached the bed.

Jing Jiaren suddenly didn't even have the courage to look at him directly. She had never done such a shameful thing in her life.

Turn your face away quickly, staring at the red wine glass beside the bed...

"Jing Jiaren, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"..."

"What kind of petal bath are you taking on the bed? The water in the bathroom has stopped?" Ximen Long's voice came with a husky voice.

The redness on Jing Jiaren's cheeks disappeared, and she frowned: "Hey Ximen Longting, do you understand love~interest?"

"..."

"I've worked so hard to be romantic, you actually said I take a flower bath?"

Jing Jiaren sat up from the bed in a jiffy, the lace little Ding~Ding on her body definitely made a man's blood spurt.

Ximen Longting's eyes turned red, and all the exhaustion in his body was swept away.

If it wasn't for his dirty body, he hasn't showered for a few days, and his body smells...

He had rushed to her in the first place.

Jing Jiaren waited for a while, but before he could lay hands on her, she asked in frustration, "You don't like it?"

Ximen Longting bent down, clasping her chin with one hand: "I like it."

The deep voice was like gravel grinding through her heart...

Jing Jiaren's heart trembled, and she bit her lips: "Then are you still waiting?"

"Do you want the people in the closet to see how wonderful we are?"

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, you'd better not hide a man here without telling me." Ximen Longting raised his voice.

Otherwise, why did he hide in the closet in fright when he came back.

Jing Jiaren is about to spurt blood, okay?Ximen Longting's observation ability is so keen?

"Squeak-"

Wen Xinnuan in the closet heard the sound, knew that she couldn't hide, quietly opened the door and walked down: "Oh, it's so comfortable to sleep in the closet when you have nothing to do...the air is so good..."

"..."

"Hey, Mr. Ximen, why are you here...you're back?" Wen Xinnuan slowly moved towards the door, "Then I won't bother you, I'm used to sleepwalking...sleepwalking...don't worry about me, continue... ..."

Almost at the door, Wen Xinnuan trotted a few steps and slammed the door and went out.

Wen Xinnuan's departure instantly made the magnetic field even more awkward...

Suddenly the door opened again.

Wen Xinnuan took out a few packages from her pocket: "By the way, beautiful woman, I forgot to give this to you. Me, I put it under the door."

A few packs of fruit-flavored condoms were quietly left at the corner of the door.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, and she almost wanted to drive her downstairs.

"Hey, don't fight too late. Good night."

He closed the door warmly and cheaply, quite proud of tonight's masterpiece, and went to bed when he was done.