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

Jing Jiaren's hands were pulling Ximen Longting's clothes back and forth to tidy them up, and she didn't let go for a long time.

It's a lie to say you don't worry...

"How soon will you be back?"

"I don't know." No one could predict.

Jing Jiaren's hand clenched tightly... She wanted to go with her, and seeing him by her side would make her feel relieved.

She knew how capricious this request was, and he would not agree to it.

"I promise you, soon." He pinched her chin, "7 days at the latest."

"7 days? It takes so long!?"

"1 days at the fastest."

"One day, it's impossible..."

"Then what do you think? 7 days is too long, 1 day is too short..."

"I don't think it's too short!"

"A compromise, 3 days, okay?"

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips and wanted to hug him, but in front of so many people, especially in front of Leng Lintian, she nodded firmly: "I believe you will come back safely. Ximen Longting... we will wait you."

"..."

"There is also Leng Lintian, you have to come back safely."

Leng Lintian packed his things, kept busy, and responded lightly.

"Jing Jiaren, hug me." Ximen Longting pinched her chin too high, his fiery red eyes darkened in an instant, with a particularly deep substance moving.Like a powerful big hand, it held her heart.

Jing Jiaren shook her head.

"I'm leaving soon, you won't hug me?" Ximen Longting's voice was low and ambiguous, "I know you want to hug me."

Jing Jiaren's cheeks were slightly hot, and she pretended to be angry: "Ximen Longting, I have something to tell you, come here!"

"..."

Jing Jiaren pushed his hand away, and walked towards the bathroom first: "Hurry up!"

Ximen Longting stared at her back, with a playful expression on the corner of his mouth.

Jing Jiaren entered the bathroom first, and leaned there, beating drums nervously.

Until the figure of the man came in, kicked the door shut, directly pressed Jing Jiaren who was leaning against the wall, hugged her in his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Pressing her head against his strong chest... Hearing his steady heartbeat.

"Holding you, are you satisfied?"

"..."

"Jing Jiao~ Wife, you fool, you are sneaky even when hugging. You are my wife, what's there to be shameful about?" Ximen Longting lowered his head and rubbed his chin on her face viciously, the breath of a man came over, Extremely intimate.

Jing Jiaren likes him to be close to her, and likes to smell his breath.

"When you get here, it's not just as simple as hugging."

He bit her lips, and suddenly slipped his big tongue into her mouth...

A lingering kiss.

Ximen Longting kissed her extremely tenderly yet passionately, and supported the back of her head with one hand to prevent her head from being knocked against the wall by his force.

A domineering kiss made Jing Jia seem to be surrounded by warmth and safety. In the end, his mind went blank, and he took a big breath and leaned against his chest.

"With the goddess' GOOD-KISS, I will definitely come back safe and sound." Ximen Longting's hot lips finally touched her forehead.

Jing Jiaren's long eyelashes were closed, and her delicate and clean face was buried on his shoulders.

"I'm leaving."

Jing Jiaren hugged him reluctantly.

"Before you leave, say something nice to me!"

"I don't want you to leave." Jing Jiaren realized that she had changed from an independent woman to being too dependent.