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

Damn it, he didn't expect that one day he would be so reduced to asking that kid to help!

The old face is lost, and the face is trampled under the feet...

Jing Jiaren's eyes were sleepy, and she pushed her messy hair back: "Our son is here, isn't he?"

Ximen Longting stared at her without saying a word.

He picked up the smoking cigar on the table and put it in his mouth, and lit the metal lighter.

Jing Jiaren pressed his hand: "Didn't you say you won't smoke anymore?"

Ximen Longting bit the cigarette and said coldly: "This is for quitting smoking!"

"Are you still addicted to smoking?" It's been so long since I quit.

Doesn't she understand? It happens when she's upset.In particular, this period of time was the lowest period of Ximen Longting's life.

The sound of gunfire outside was so deafening that it was impossible to ignore.

The glass windows were shaking.

Jing Jiaren was a little worried about getting out of bed, and hoped that her son's plane would be safe.

Standing in front of the bay window, looking at the snow scene far and near, the plane was rowing in the blue sky, as if a big hand was manipulating it, dodging in time, launching messily but continuously.

Ximen Longting put his nightgown on her shoulders and hugged her from behind.

"You have a good son who can command." The worry on the corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth gradually turned into a gratified smile.

Ximen Longting kept a stern face, and began to describe SUN's improper command one by one.

This time SUN brought more people, and they were all the most elite and advanced weapons.

No matter how he fights this battle, he will win, it just depends on how he wins beautifully.

When Jing Jiaren heard Ximen Longting's words, she disagreed: "A proud soldier must be defeated. Whoever said that a good army and good weapons must win? There have been so many failed battles in history!"

"..."

"Without a good commander, even the best army will lose in a mess."

Ximen Longting had a stinky face: "Jing Jiaren, just continue to speak for him!"

"I'm telling the truth! He's only five years old, what can you expect from him?"

"This kind of strategy that a three-year-old child can command... what is there to be proud of."

"I am proud! He is my son, I am proud!"

Ximen Longting's big palm slapped her on the buttocks heavily: "I'm looking for you!"

"Ximen Longting, you are going too far!"

"I warn you not to try your best to promote other men in front of a frustrated man!"

Jing Jiaren was also speechless: "What happened to Kua Kua our son?"

"A word of praise for a spanking!"

Jing Jiaren jumped up to dodge, and was slapped several times by him in succession, and then pressed down on the sofa, and even slapped down several times, it was hot...

"Ximen Longting, you hurt me!"

"Then eat more, who told you to eat so little!"

"What does your spanking have anything to do with eating with me!"

"The flesh has grown a lot, and the next time I hit it, it won't hurt."

What logic!

The heavy snow was falling, and this station was played very beautifully. The people stationed at the bottom of the mountain were repelled and almost fled.

A large cloud of airplanes hovered over Ji's Villa, showing off their might.

When Ximen Longting was rampant back then, SUN was waiting for this day.

Of course, when the old man loses power, he should show more performance.When the old man regains his power in the future, he won't have so many opportunities to act cool!

"Young master, the enemy has already been repelled, and they scattered and fled... Do you want to chase them?"

"The queen said, don't chase deserters!" ╭(╯^╰)╮He hasn't had enough fun yet!