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

"Go to work when you're full."

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Ximen Longting, sometimes I really want to hit you."

"Are you willing!?" Ximen Longting raised his deep red eyes and glared at her.

"Of course I can't bear it," Jing Jiaren smiled, "I found a treasure like you, how dare I abuse you again, what if I lose the treasure?"

Ximen Longting squinted his eyes, these words are comforting!He is the treasure, Jian Chenche can only be grass!

"Sometimes I really feel lucky to have met you."

"If you are in full bloom, the breeze will come." Ximen Longting kissed her ear, whispering softly, "It is not because you are lucky that you met me, but because you are good enough to match me, Jing Jiaren, if you really want to thank me , thank you yourself! If the president comes, it must be because of you—”

……

Meng Kui stood in front of Jian Chenche with a cat waist, and gently covered him with the blanket.

Suddenly those heroic eyes opened, and her wrist was strangled.

"it's me."

There are stars in Meng Kui's narrowed eyes.

Jian Chenche frowned, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and drove away the sleepiness.

"You were the one who put me to bed last night? You gave me the bed?" Mengkui felt a great happiness, "Mr. Jian, you are so kind."

"..."

"You treat me so well, I'm so happy that I don't know what to do!"

It's really happy, he seems to care about her, take care of her... It's not that she hates him as much as she thinks.

Maybe, he didn't hate her. He was angry with her before, because he thought she was Gaomi, right?

Mengkui bit her lip, how did that damn anticipation raise the light of hope again.

"Noisy." Jian Chenche lazily sat up, ignoring her to stand up.

"If you are still sleepy, you can go to bed and sleep..."

Jian Chenche had already stood up and walked forward.

Mengkui followed behind him: "Mr. Jian, where are you going?"

As soon as he stood in front of the coffee table, she graciously picked up the teacup and filled him with tea: "Are you thirsty, I'll pour it for you."

"..."

"The water is cold, drink a cup first to quench your thirst, and I'll make it for you again later." She held the teacup in both hands and handed it over.

Jian Chenche glanced at her, then slowly took the teacup and took a big sip.

Usually he finds it annoying that this woman keeps following her around, but today he doesn't feel bored at all.

After Jian Chenche finished drinking the tea, she took the empty teacup and followed him into the bathroom.

Seeing him reaching for the toothbrush, she had already grabbed it first and squeezed the toothpaste.

"Mr. Jane, here you are."

The situation seemed to be back to the way it was before, Jian Chenche happily took the toothbrush.

As for Mengkui, she filled the mouthwash cup like a happy little woman...

Next, Jian Chenche washed his face and shaved, and Meng Kui took care of everything.

"Mr. Jian, how do you feel today? What color do you want to wear?" Mengkui hung up the towel and asked, so that she could choose clothes for Jian Chenche.

Jian Chenche glanced at her coldly, walked straight to the bathtub, and pulled the belt on the bathrobe.

Mr. Jian, this is... you want to take a bath?

Mengkui froze for a moment, Jian Chenche didn't usually have the habit of taking a shower in the morning, and he always took a shower, and didn't like to use the bathtub—it was a waste of time and troublesome.

"Mr. Jian wants to take a bath, let me come, and I'll adjust the water temperature." Mengkui looked at his face, afraid that he would be unhappy, and her words were all flattering.

"The first night ~ five ~ Jiro is in good shape." A mocking voice came from the door.