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

Jing Jiaren was annoyed at how she found out...

Is she a pig head?Ximen Longting didn't have much energy today, she was fooled by him and passed away.

I was most afraid of him getting sick, and he was really tired and sick in the end.

Jing Jiaren couldn't move him even with difficulty, and couldn't wake him up.

Her strength is too small...

After thinking about it, he carefully put him back on the ground, Jing Jiaren staggered up, picked up the kettle to fetch water.

His lips are too dry, give him some water first, maybe it will be better?

Jing Jiaren tortured her legs and panicked inside. She had never been so scared before.

When something happened to Ximen Longting, her world seemed to collapse.

However, what surprised Jing Jiaren was that she had just fetched water, and when she turned around, she found that the place where Ximen Longting was lying was gone?

She rubbed and rubbed her eyes, didn't she? !

After searching eagerly for a while, he caught a glimpse of Ximen Longting's tall figure sitting on the stone with his legs crossed, as if nothing had happened: "Jing Jiao~ Wife, is the water ready?"

"..."

"I'm thirsty!"

Jing Jiaren clutched the water glass, her red eyes widened.

Ximen Longting patted the sand on his body, thinking that she didn't see him when he passed out... Did he think he could hide it?

Look at his pale face but pretending to be brave.

Jing Jiaren asked hoarsely, "Ximen Longting, are you feeling unwell?"

"How do you know that your eyes look uncomfortable to me?"

"Your complexion is so bad, you are pale and pale!"

"Carrying such a heavy weight and walking so far, can I not be tired?" Ximen Longting stared at her, the wound on his forehead was faintly covered by his bangs.

Jing Jiaren brought water to his lips and fed him the whole pot.

Then she asked softly, "If you didn't feel uncomfortable, why did you faint just now?"

"..."

"Do you think I didn't see you faint?"

After Ximen Longting woke up and found that Jing Jiaren was not around, he subconsciously got up and pretended to be nonchalant, afraid of getting sand on his body, and tried his best to cheer up, as if nothing had happened.

"If you weren't sick, how did you get the injury on your forehead?" Jing Jiaren's throat was blocked, "Did you pass out while digging? Did you break your forehead?"

Ximen Longting's face tensed up, and a trace of uneasiness flashed quickly in his eyes!

Jing Jiaren reached out to tease his bangs, but he blocked it——

Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that the cloth wrapped around his hands was stained red with blood!

Jing Jiaren's eyes filled with tears: "Your hand!!!"

Ximen Longting's big palm was carefully washed and held in her hand, and Jing Jiaren shouted repeatedly: "Why are you hiding me without saying anything? Why are you like this... Ximen Longting, are you really It's bad! It's too much!"

"Don't cry." Ximen Longting's eyes were slack, "I'm dizzy now, I really don't want to coax you anymore—don't cry for me!"

Jing Jiaren tried not to cry: "Dizzy? How dizzy? You lie down now."

"..."

"I'll help you to lie on the bed..." Jing Jiaren put Ximen Longting's arm on her shoulders, desperately trying to help him up.

Ximen Longting couldn't help it, stood up with his heavy body, helped him to lie down on the tire bed.

Jing Jia was in a hurry, and brought some thick clothes to cover him.

"It's so hot... You still cover me so much, trying to heat me to death...?"

"Sweat a little more and you'll be fine."

"I don't have a fever!"

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