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

Ximen Longting poured another glass of wine, the goblet was dangling back and forth in his hand, but he didn't drink.

It seems that the magnificent red color flowing in the cup is far more beautiful than the taste he drank...

And Jing Jiaren was completely out of his sight.

Weird, too weird.

Jing Jiaren pressed the table and knew Ximen Longting's character - he didn't like to keep secrets from her, and would tell anything when asked.

And once he refused to say it, it was more strict than her, and he couldn't pry it out.

Jing Jiaren's heart is so flustered...

For a while, there were many guesses, and the biggest guess was Wang Yingying.Is it about her?

Could it be that Ximen Longting was bewitched by that woman?

They had the first skin-to-skin relationship, and later Ximen Longting was arrested, will they repeat the same trick...

The second time, the third time?

You can't think deeply at all, and you can't ask questions, for fear of hitting the rocks.

Jing Jia was in a mess and didn't know what to do.

"Husband Ximen, if you are full, go to bed early." Jing Jiaren finally broke the deadlock.

Ximen Longting recovered from his contemplation: "It's so late, it's really time to go to bed."

"..." This is not what he should answer.

Damn, it's common to fight until daytime.

Even if he doesn't sleep today, he is alive and well on the bed, full of energy...

That's called Ximen Longting!

The tall figure stood up, drank the red wine glass in one gulp, and placed it on the table.

Then he walked to the big bed alone...

Jing Jiaren took a breath, usually he would hug him to bed.

The current disparity in salary made her feel very uneasy.

"Husband Ximen..." Jing Jiaren called softly.

Ximen Longting is spreading the quilt.

"Hug." Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand, wearing only a three-point lace-silk sexy lingerie, which was sexy and charming.

Ximen Longting glanced at it, and his eyes only stayed for less than three seconds, before cruising away: "Hey, I'm spreading the quilt. I have hands and feet, come here."

Are you sure this is what Ximen Se~Wolf said?Didn't someone else come back after being possessed?

Jing Jiaren really wants to study him with a magnifying glass...

But she tried her best to comfort herself, maybe she was thinking too much.

After all, Ximen Longting has lost power now, and a few more days of such desperation have passed.A man's self-esteem is traumatized.

That's why he ignored her, which is normal.

Taking a few deep breaths, Jing Jiaren walked over and climbed onto the bed, a bed of rose petals swayed on the bed.

"The petals fell off, so we'll sleep like this. OK?"

"what ever."

Ximen Longting put his pillow on the side of the bed as far away as possible, his heavy figure fell down and covered him with a quilt.

Jing Jiaren turned around and looked at him sideways.

Usually they both slept on the same pillow, and she would fall asleep in his arms.

"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren couldn't help calling him.

"What exactly do you want to say, don't always be hesitant to speak." Ximen Longting turned his face to look at her, stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, "Is there something else you can't say to me?"

It looks intimate, not much different from usual...

But something has changed quietly, and there is an invisible alienation.

Both are well aware of that alienation.

"It's nothing." Jing Jiaren finally bit her lower lip and shook her head, "You're sleepy. Let's wake up tomorrow and talk about something."

"Good night, My-princess."

"Good night, My-king."