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

"what ever."

Ximen Longting's fingers stopped, his eyes were so dizzy that there were only white spots, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

He lowered his head so that she wouldn't notice, and asked in a low voice, "Remember the first song you sent me?"

"Ah."

"Play me Jing Jiaren!"

Jing Jiaren wanted to get off the piano, but her skirt was covered all over, and she couldn't even pull it off.

"Ximen Longting, pull off my skirt for me."

Ximen Longting stood up slowly, walked in front of her, straightened her up, and hugged her: "You really can't do anything without me! Jing Jiaren, if I fall down, you can't do anything..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to her.

Jing Jiaren leaned on his shoulder: "So, you can't fall down, take good care of your body, and don't get sick."

Can't get sick... can't get sick...

"If you are sick, Ximen Longting, I really don't know what to do."

Ximen Longting clenched his teeth tightly, picked her up and sat back on the stool, and let her sit on his lap.

He was really tired, and his drowsy head just wanted a moment of rest.

"Pretty girl, play it to me..."

He leaned his face behind her shoulder, closed his eyes, and his chaotic head needed a moment of rest.

The music played by Jing Jiaren slowly drifted away from his mind.

"Ximen Longting... Ximen Longting, are you asleep?"

She felt that he was asleep, and couldn't bear to wake him up. She closed the piano cover, and slowly bent down to bear the force of his pressure on her.

The black piano reflects light, her skirt drags on the floor...

Very warm in the morning, very suitable for a sound sleep.

Jing Jiaren's eyes slowly closed and she fell asleep unconsciously.

She never imagined that Ximen Longting was not asleep... but passed out!

When Ximen Longting woke up, Jing Jiaren fell asleep. His mind was still in a daze, but he felt much better after sleeping for a while.

He obviously felt that his body was not as strong and powerful as before...

The power filling his body is like a leaking balloon, releasing it little by little.

He was obviously young and strong yesterday, but he will be sick and become an old man soon!

Ximen Longting's heart sank, he had to dig out the shopping mall below before it collapsed.

……

Jing Jiaren had a sweet sleep, she hadn't slept so peacefully and comfortably for a long time.

Open your eyes, only she is still there...

The ground of the mirror reflects her lonely shadow.

Jing Jiaren was stunned, and searched around. On the floor, there were a few words written in red paint:

【Don't walk around, wait for me】

Looking again, Ximen Longting's tool bag was gone.

She knows Ximen Longting too well, he should dig the shopping mall below from another intersection.

Jing Jiaren was not idle either, tidying and packing clothes one by one.

I chose the skin care products that are suitable for her, such as moisturizing, whitening, sunscreen... especially antibacterial ones, take more.

As for the bags, she took a few oversized ones made of waterproof material, and they didn't pay much attention to appearance.

In fact, she also wears more trousers and tops for clothes, which are convenient for activities, or short skirts that do not reach the knees.

I brought more clothes for Ximen Longting, mostly sportswear and sneakers...

Picking up here and there, and when I came back to my senses, I found a lot of things to take away.

Jing Jiaren was afraid that Ximen Longting would be too tired to carry it back, so she squatted there and picked out some "unnecessary" things...

After a while, I felt "necessary" again and threw it back.

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