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

"Tsk." Ximen Longting squeezed her chin and shook, "Women are really duplicity species."

Jing Jiaren was about to vomit blood: "I said I didn't cry, how can I prove that I didn't cry?"

"Don't force me to really go...you cry until morning."

"I'm not that boring."

"Doesn't it feel good to be alone in an empty bed?" Ximen Longting brushed her hair viciously, with a hint of flattery.

Jing Jiaren opened him: "You did it on purpose?"

"What on purpose?"

"It's just these days—deliberately snubbing me, isn't it?"

"I'm not that bored. Really busy."

Jing Jiaren picked up a pillow and pressed his rascal's face: "Since I'm so busy, tonight should be the busiest. Don't bother you, go ahead and get busy."

Ximen Longting pulled the pillow away with a good temper: "Are you angry that I haven't brought you by my side these days?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lip and didn't speak. He obviously didn't know anything. If he didn't want to explain, it would be useless to force him.

"I don't usually walk around with my maid. I'll take you to the military parade? What do others think?"

"Is there anyone else? There are no people from the East Palace here."

"Miyako Hua!"

"..."

"If this battle fails, he may be taken back to the East Palace at any time. With his mouth, can he protect you?" Ximen Longting was afraid that Gong Zihua would see the clue, after all, Leng Aofeng picked him up at the airport He recognized Jing Jiaren immediately, which made Ximen Longting terrified.

Gong Zihua is not a good character either.

Jing Jiaren was slightly taken aback...

It turned out that Ximen Longting was also in the back lane.

Ximen Longting hugged her: "Which meeting these days is he not present? I don't want you to be around to arouse his awareness, and I would be upset if you, a servant, are called around!"

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, thinking that his excuse was valid...

Ximen Longting held her down and said, "Whether you fail or succeed in this battle, Leng Jiaren will never exist in your sight, and will not make you uncomfortable again."

"..."

"This is my promise to you!"

Jing Jiaren's heart trembled, and the last unhappiness in her heart also disappeared: "Aren't you going to make me angry with her?"

"I am willing?"

"What should I do if I succeed, and what should I do if I fail?"

"After success, she must die." Because it has no use value.

As soon as Jing Jiaren opened her mouth, he held it down with his index finger and said, "If it fails, she will keep it for a star!"

In the hands of the East Palace, whether Leng Jiaren is dead or alive, each has his own destiny.

Ximen Longting stroked her hair, and the heavy breath came again: "Beauty... You really didn't cry just now?"

"..."

"I know you miss me, and you are reluctant to let me go." He leaned forward, covering her with his tall body, "Because you miss me so much, I won't leave tonight!"

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, this shameless man...

"Unbutton it for me?" he was expecting.

Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand to unbutton his shirt, and as soon as she opened one, he grabbed her hand and pulled it down.

"Unbutton the bottom first!"

Jing Jiaren's fingers suddenly became hot, and she widened her black and white eyes, and found that the pair of red eyes staring at her had endless vortexes.

He was like a child asking for candy, with a hoarse voice: "I can't wait!"

"Can't wait until you won't come by yourself..."

"I just love seeing you welcome me!"

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