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

"why?"

"Your wings are stiff, so you ran away if you didn't need me." Ximen Longting pulled out her strange logic and held her tightly in his arms.

"I can't wait to break your wings! You will never be able to fly!

"..."

"I know I'm selfish!" Ximen Longting buried herself on her shoulder, sniffing her hair, "I've tried my best to control myself."

Jing Jiaren habitually inserted her hand into his hair, and smiled slightly.

No matter how many times she says, she won't run, he's still scared...

Because he had escaped too many times before, it made him feel insecure.

"Then you don't have to be polite, break my wings." Jing Jiaren whispered, "Until you feel safe."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, in order to love you, I am willing to become disabled."

Ximen Longting's back shook heavily, he straightened up suddenly, and stared deeply at her.

Jing Jiaren looked at her with only sincerity in her eyes.

Then, his kiss crushed her fiercely, overwhelming kisses...

He just has this kind of ability, he can kiss her breathless in a short while, even the air is stained with an ambiguous and provocative smell.

He found himself narrow and selfish...

She was such an elegant white swan, is it not enough for her to be tightly imprisoned in his world by him?

She had changed enough for him!This damn fear is still eroding his heart day by day... because the more you love, the more afraid you are of losing.

"Ximen Longting, are you not angry now?"

"Still angry!"

"Hey, Chinese New Year is coming soon, if you are still angry, how are we going to celebrate this Spring Festival?"

"I won't be angry until the Chinese New Year is over!" Ximen Longting raised her face, bit her pink lips heavily, and the breath lingered around her, full of his breath.

Jing Jiaren's eyes narrowed slightly: "How can you be like this, you still have anger, and you will have another child after the new year?"

"Do you have an opinion on what I founded?!"

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In the evening, the Spring Festival was celebrated in the glass greenhouse. Wen Xinnuan asked the servant to decorate it, which was like a sea of ​​candlelight.

There are white lantern candlesticks hanging in the air, a castle-shaped house, and the lights are reflected in the garden...

There is a whole garden with different flowers and a large tree.

There are tables and chairs under the tree, exquisite five-layer cakes, colorful pastries, soft cream cakes...

Five-headed silver candlesticks stretched out their shadows.

Wen Xinnuan was dressed in festive bright red, with a pair of buns on her head, like a cute lucky doll.

Ji Ziang wore a Chinese-style suit to match him, and he put his arms around her, which was absolutely right.

Sun was also given a New Year's outfit, and he said it was too rustic, but he still likes small suits.

A white suit is the same style as star, just a large size and a small size.

When Ximen Longting appeared on stage, he also wore a white suit, the same style as his two sons.

"I guess they are not used to Chinese clothes, so they also prepared Western-style parent-child clothes." Wen Xinnuan clapped her hands, "That's right."

"What's right?" Ximen Longting's face darkened, and he glanced at Jing Jiaren!

Damn, what kind of Chinese style does this woman have to wear...

The dark blue cheongsam made her charming and charming like a fairy, wearing a graceful and seductive look.