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

"Jing Jiaren, do you cry every day?"

Ximen Longting pinched her chin, stared at her deeply and asked.

Jing Jiaren turned her face away: "No way."

"The eyes are swollen into big walnuts, you can eat them!" Ximen Longting's voice was extremely suppressed, "You still say no?"

For the first three days, Jing Jiaren was terrified. He was sick and listless, as if he would die at any moment.

"It's just a few tears, what is it?" Jing Jiaren stared at him, "You have shed so much blood and suffered so much for me."

Ximen Longting frowned and stared at her deeply: "Jing Jiaren, falling in love with you is my catastrophe."

Jing Jia's heart was stabbed, and she asked dully:

"Then do you regret being with me?"

"I don't regret it later, I'm doomed...don't keep asking these meaningless words!"

It's destiny for them to be together.

……

Under Jing Jiaren's forced request, Ximen Longting lay back on the tire bed and accepted her careful care.

Feed water, feed medicine.

Remove the sand from under the charcoal fire, and take out the cooked fish wrapped in cloth.

Open the cloth bag, the fish smells very tender...

The corner of Ximen Longting's mouth curled into a frivolous smile, enjoying her service and feeling the happiness that he had never had before.

Jing Jiaren sprinkled a layer of ground salt, washed her hands, and shaved tender meat to feed him.

Ximen Longting's eyes fell on her hand——

The original pair of tender hands were covered with many ok stretches.

He once swore that she would not let her hands have wrinkles from work again - a woman's hands are a second face.

Whether you are lucky or not depends on whether your hands have been worked hard!

Ximen Longting's gaze was terribly gloomy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared suddenly.

Jing Jiaren noticed his gaze and smiled, "I am very happy now."

"..."

"I can use my hands to save your life and take care of you...I think it is the happiest thing in the world." Jing Jiaren continued with one hand underneath, and the other hand held the fish to his mouth, "I always thought my hands were useless, and you did everything for me. Now I know how meaningful my hands are—"

"..."

"Its meaning is to help you carry the burden when you are tired and in pain."

Ximen Longting half leaned there, his handsome face tensed.

"Ximen Longting, open your mouth."

"..."

"If you get angry again, I will cry for you."

Ximen Longting took a mouthful of fish in a daze, his lips became chapped no matter how much water he drank.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Jing Jiaren asked, staring at him very gently with bright eyes.

"I didn't see how delicious you were eating."

"..."

Later, under Jing Jiaren's careful care, Ximen Longting's illness got better day by day, and he slowly recovered from a sick cat to a life of vitality.

Later, the recovered Ximen Boss and Jing Jiaren returned to the ruins and dug out the buried car...

Unexpectedly, the car was really well protected and could still start, so they had their first luxury after the catastrophe—becoming car owners.

The car drove back to the beach and became their garage, finally having a more enclosed place to sleep at night.

Whether it's raining or scorching sun...

Later, it took Ximen Longting a few days to dig through the underground shopping mall.

When he was working, she was watching from the sidelines, helping him...

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