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

Involuntarily, the big palm poked out from under her nightdress.

Jing Jiaren grabbed his wrist suddenly: "Stop, what do you want to do?"

"You have feelings."

His guess was verified, and his smile was even more evil...

Jing Jiaren wished she could wrap herself in a quilt, she had never been so embarrassed before: "Take your hand away!"

"Is it normal to have needs? I don't have anything to be ashamed of. Would I laugh at you?"

"You're laughing at me right now—"

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, lay down on his body, leaned against her ear and said, "I'll help you."

Jing Jiaren's whole body tensed up: "No...pregnant women can't..."

"Who said a woman has to be a man?"

"..."

"Just enjoy, I will serve you tonight." Ximen Longting watched many pregnant women's poses, including this one.

If women in the first three months enjoy love, excessive vibration will be dangerous, but if there is a need, touching the sensitive area can also help release desire.

Not only will it not harm the child, but it can also excrete the accumulated desire, which is beneficial to the body.

For Ximen Longting, this is not a good job.

It's like a person who has been hungry for a long time, seeing a colorful cake in front of him, not only can't eat it, but also has to decorate it.

The charming atmosphere is rippling in the space...

Jing Jiaren buried her face in embarrassment, curling up her whole body sensitively.

All the sensory points in his body seemed to be concentrated on his hand, and every subtle movement of his would easily tease her.

Jing Jiaren bit her lips tightly, restraining her shy voice.

The two entangled until midnight...

He took her up to the clouds over and over again, sweating profusely.

Until Jing Jiaren was tired and fell asleep holding Ximen Longting's body.

It has to be said that Ximen Longting gave her an extremely wonderful night. He was extremely gentle that night, so that every time she thought about it afterwards, her heart would ache.

Jing Jiaren's dream that night was particularly sweet.

I dreamed of a beautiful girl wearing a dress full of lace, sitting on the sofa and smiling sweetly at her.

The big eyes are the same red pupils as Ximen Longting.

The corner of her mouth was a bit flirtatious, but she smiled with a bit of Jing Jiaren's sweetness and arrogance.

The slightly curly blond hair was bound in a Jane Eyre hat - a hat with lace around the face and a bow on the chin.

【Mummy! 】

She yelled in a crisp voice, ran off the sofa, and ran towards her bumpily.

The next second, a pair of big hands caught her and held her in their arms.

Ximen Longting picked her up in his arms, father and daughter both had the same red eyes, smiling at her.

Suddenly, Ximen Longting turned around and left with the child in his arms as if he couldn't see her.

【The World...】

[Long Ting! 】

[Don't go, wait for me——]

Jing Jiaren's forehead began to sweat, and she felt like a nightmare.Don't take her baby away, give her back the baby.don't want!

Jing Jiaren suddenly opened her eyes, and there were several figures shaking in front of her eyes.

"She's awake..."

There were servants, there were doctors, there was chaos.

Jing Jiaren was awakened by the dream, and she was about to sit up suddenly, but her lower abdomen was cramped, and her legs were sticky and slippery, and she felt something was coming out.

She looked down and saw the glaring blood.

"Miss Jing, don't move around, you...have a miscarriage." The servant twisted the towel to wipe the sweat off her head.

Jing Jiaren's mind started to go blank.