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

Jing Jiaren was taken aback for a moment, knowing that he was speaking out of anger and was still a little hurt.

She looked at him with a cold face: "Okay, you will find me annoying now."

Ximen Longting's thin lips moved a little, trying to say something, but stopped again.

"You're still telling me to fuck off. Did you just—did you tell me to fuck off?"

Damn Ximen Longting didn't make a sound.

Jing Jia walked out angrily, and closed the study door forcefully, making a loud noise.

Standing outside the door for a long time, she waited for him to chase him out, hugged him in her arms and coaxed her——

But after standing for several minutes, my legs felt a little numb, and there was no movement.

Ximen Longting was sitting in the study, and the moment she turned to leave, his heart was in a panic.

The moment the door was closed, he immediately stood up and took a few steps forward.

Soon, he suppressed himself again, and sat down hard on his seat.

In front of Jing Jiaren, he has no principles and bottom line, no dignity and no manly face.

Happy for her, he can bark like a dog.

She can step on his face casually when she is angry.

Even, because he knelt twice—

Once to Father Jing, and once to her.

He already has no bottom line as a human being, but this time it won't work, if he compromises again, he probably has no bottom line as an animal!

A dull pain in the stomach.

Ximen Longting pressed his stomach with his hands, and with a tired expression, he leaned against the thick leather back and closed his eyes.

He could bear the hunger for a while longer, but the dryness made his throat burn more and more.

However, what he was worried about at this time was whether Jing Jiaren would starve if she didn't eat.

His fingers were clenched and hammered hard on the table.

To deal with others, all he needs is a forceful order, and everything he says is a will.

But facing Jing Jiaren, there is nothing he can do. What else can he do except self-torture?

Now let's see if that woman has a conscience... Can you pity him!

God knows how much he cherishes his relationship with her, and he doesn't want to quarrel because of any outsider——

Jing Jiaren, when will you grow up and understand my painstaking efforts? !

……

"Crack." The door was suddenly and quietly opened again at this moment.

Ximen Longting opened his eyes and saw that the door was slowly opening, and he kept his head in.

Jing Jiaren was still holding the doorknob with one hand, poked half of her head in and looked at him, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ximen Longting frowned?

This woman would have been angry a long time ago.Today she is really abnormal.

Jing Jiaren suddenly put a leg in through the crack of the door...

Lai ~ silk edge suspenders.

Like a girl, he hooked up on the edge of the door, rubbed against it, and dawdled again.

Ximen Longting: "..."

A hand comes in, you pull the door lock inside, the door is opened a little, she leans half of her body against the door, making a charming and affectionate posture, as if she is dancing against the door.

Ximen Longting's eyes widened, and his throat, which was already dry, burned even more.

What the hell is she doing!Playing with sex again~ Lure! ?

Jing Jiaren danced for a while, then walked in, her whole body was covered in black lace pajamas, the sexy kind.

Hollow out, dark patterns of roses, buds~silk fringes everywhere, suspenders and underwear.

The design is absolutely se~x, in line with any man's taste.

Ximen Longting's eyes are extremely deep!

Jing Jiaren danced in the open space, feeling that the atmosphere was getting better, she smiled and kissed her palm and blew one over.

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