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

Jing Jiaren picked up the paintbrush and stood in front of Ximen Longying, and said sarcastically, "Should I paint it as an old woman, or as a dung beetle?"

Ximen Longying: "Be careful, if you dare to paint me ugly, I will not show mercy!"

Even if she was painted as a beautiful woman, she would not show mercy to Jing Jiaren.

Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "By the way, I'm pretty good at drawing dominatrixes."

"..."

"This image is more suitable for you."

Ximen Longying looked at Ximen Longting begging for help. He crossed his slender legs, lit a cigarette, and looked like he was watching a good show!

Ximen Longying knew that she couldn't escape, so she closed her eyes...

Jing Jiaren painted her soaring eyebrows, pricked eye corners, and thick dark circles as if they were black asphalt... her lips were also painted black.

In an instant, the image of a female witch was born.

Looking at her masterpiece, Jing Jiaren raised her lips and smiled with a sense of joy.

"What are you laughing at!" Ximen Longying was furious, "Brother, even you are laughing at me!"

Ximen Longting raised his lips and smiled charmingly...

How long has it been since he smiled?These days he has a gloomy and terrible face.

Then, Wilson couldn't help laughing, and the servants even secretly covered up their smiles!

Only Leng Aofeng didn't smile, he was as cold as ice and extremely deep.

Ximen Longting has always regarded Leng Aofeng as air, this time, it seems to be the first time he noticed her: "Your fiancé is very dull."

"Yes, he is very bored and doesn't like to talk. Besides, I was painted like this, and he felt sorry for me. How could he be so heartless like you!" Ximen Longying had the same coquettish expression as before, but Coupled with her black witch face, it looks weird no matter how you look.

Jing Jiaren was provoked to laugh again.

"You guys are still laughing!" Ximen Longying finally got anxious, "I want a mirror—"

The servant brought the mirror.

Ximen Longying glanced at it, couldn't bear to see it again, her teeth rattled: "Jing Jiaren, I won't be polite to you!"

"We'll wait until you win." Jing Jiaren replied fearlessly, "I'm afraid you're at the end of your game, your luck is gone, and you're doomed."

"..."

"Where should I draw the other two times? The neck, or your legs?"

"..." Ximen Longying swore that she hated Jing Jiaren so much that she must get rid of her.

It's a pity that Ximen Longting didn't do well in this round and drew a bad hand, and Ximen Longying's luck returned.

Jing Jiaren frowned, watching Ximen Longying pick up the paintbrush: "Ten years of geomantic omen, brother, I won. This manor belongs to me. Also, I want revenge!"

Jing Jiaren didn't know that this pen was tricky, but sat calmly: "You draw."

Looking at this scene, Ximen Longting suddenly remembered the first birthday gift Jing Jiaren gave him——

Draw a ring on his hand.

After that, he, who has always been a clean freak, didn't wash his hands for at least two days, and he only used his right hand when taking a shower.

Occasionally, his hands are so dirty that he can't stand it, so he bypasses the ring and cleans other places.

I clearly know that the ring with strokes on it will disappear one day even if it is not washed...

He just wanted it to last longer.

Ximen Longting's eyes were gloomy, looking at his hands——

And on the night when he received the "love of the world", he smashed the porcelain bottle with his fist in anger, and washed away the ring with blood pouring out.

There is still a wound on the finger that has not fully healed.