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

"It hurts... but it's not that uncomfortable."

He exaggerated a little.

Jing Jiaren said angrily, "What's wrong with your acting, but this one? Do you know how worried I am?"

"Now that you know—don't pretend to be sick for me next time!"

In a word, Jing Jiaren was so shocked that she couldn't say anything.

Ximen Longting drove her back and walked back: "It's hard to walk all the way, without me by your side, do you use rolling to walk?"

Fall at every turn!

Jing Jiaren squeezed her fist: "You still said, it's not that you scare me that I need it so urgently?"

My knees are already painful, and I was tortured by him on the bed for so long last night...

Ximen Longting looked at the pasta on the table, raised his eyebrows, and was in a good mood.

He has been peeking at this plate of food for a long time.

Picking up the chopsticks, before starting to start, Ximen Longting raised his brows and stared at her and asked, "I'll act after I finish eating, don't regret it."

Jing Jiaren's lips moved, but she hesitated to speak: "It's getting cold, let me warm it up for you."

"can not wait anymore!"

"You can eat fruit to pad your belly first, it will heat up very quickly, just a few minutes..."

"no need."

"Look, the noodles and the oil are congealed together. It's not delicious, and it's not good for the stomach. I'll heat it up."

Ximen Longting pressed her hand: "You seem to have something to say that you haven't finished yet? Let's make things clear first."

"..."

Did he see all this?

"Jing Jiaren, you are not a woman who compromises easily. Tell me clearly!"

Jing Jiaren was silent for a while and said, "I really agree to let you kill Leng Jiaren, but I have conditions."

"What conditions—!?"

"First, I want you to kill her yourself."

"Hands?" Ximen Longting's face turned cold.

Jing Jiaren raised her face: "Actually, you asked the bodyguards to kill her because of your intention to kill her. Is it different from killing her yourself?"

"Usually you don't want me to kill people, and you don't like me being bloody? This time, I'm going to do it myself instead." Ximen Longting smiled devilishly, "You just want me to be hard on her, don't you!?"

Facing Jing Jiaren's face, how could he do anything.

"That's your business. You have murderous intentions towards her, so why don't you do it?"

Jing Jiaren threw the problem back at him...and let him decide for himself.

"You're so naive, wouldn't I cover her face before doing anything?"

Jing Jiaren seemed to have thought of this question a long time ago: "I have a second condition."

"..."

"Didn't you always say that you could recognize me and her? You were wrong before because you didn't know the existence of clones. Now that you know, you said you would never recognize me, right?"

At this time, she brought up this topic——

Ximen Longting's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he realized something.

"Since you are so confident, I really want to take the postgraduate entrance examination for you."

"Jing Jiaren, don't you mean—"

"That's right." Jing Jiaren nodded, "Between Leng Jiaren and me, you choose to end one. Since you won't admit your mistake, of course you can tell who she is...you won't admit your mistake, right?"

The chopsticks in Ximen Longting's hands were slammed back onto the dinner plate.

This damned woman actually gave him a psychological obstacle!

"You want me to choose one of you to kill!" He said angrily, "Jing Jiaren, why are you so cruel?" Come up with such a perverted method!

"Am I cruel?" Jing Jiaren turned her face away.

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