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

Mengkui's mind was buzzing and hot, and her whole body was drifting in a fog, as if she was about to pass out happily.

She couldn't breathe in her chest, and she was severely hypoxic...but she couldn't bear the warmth of this kiss.

"I love you."

The low three words floated in her ears, making her even more dizzy.

She must have heard it wrong, the tears flowed down even more uncontrollably.

"Woo..." She suddenly sobbed in pain and sadness like a child.

Jian Chenche's expression was flustered and frustrated, and he hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Don't cry..."

It belongs to his unique low-pitched texture, so real.

Mengkui couldn't help crying: "Thank you..."

"..."

"I know I'm going to die...before I die...Mr. Jian can still fulfill my wish." Mengkui cried like a fragile child, "I feel so happy."

Jian Chenche's pupils remained empty in shock!

"Although I know...it's fake, I'm still so happy. So happy..."

Jian Chenche froze for a while, then said in a low voice, "You won't die!!!!"

He will never forget that when he saw her lying in a pool of blood, his whole body felt as if he had encountered the destruction of the world, as if he had died with her once.

He would never let this happen again.

"You still want to marry me, you are not allowed to die!!"

His intensity stunned her.

"I love you, it has nothing to do with anything. Do you hear me? I love you, I love you, I love you," he said more and more hoarsely, "I love you...in this life, I will not marry me A woman who doesn't love."

Mengkui still had a silly expression.

"I love you so I want you to marry me..." Jian Chenche's eyes turned red, "If you die, I will accompany you."

He held hers tightly in his hand, earnestly saying every word.

"A man who is willing to marry a woman, have children with her, look at her every day, kiss her and have an intimate relationship with her, and protect her for the rest of his life must have something to do with love." Jian Chenche's voice was as soft as a whisper. , "Sorry, I'm late...keep you waiting."

Mengkui still had a shocked expression...

Then, a kiss, lightly, landed on her forehead.

"Mengkui."

In memory, it was the first time he called her name, sincerely and equally.

Standing on a high place, he came down from the altar and stood in front of her, so close...

"I hope you live... If you are really tired, I will accompany you. Even if you leave, I will finish this wedding..."

In his eyes, there was a determination to push through the clouds, "I will protect you instead."

……

Behind him, Jing Jiaren snuggled into Ximen Longting's arms and smiled at each other.

Seeing Meng Kui's love, for some reason, she always remembered the words in a certain page——

[I want to love someone is——

When he comes to your heart, you will build him a castle;

When he went away without a word, you tore down the castle and built him a grave;

He still occupies the land...

It's just that the lights were brilliant before, but now it has become desolate. 】

Fortunately, Jian Chenche is back, it's not too late.

"Satisfied?" Ximen Boss suddenly lowered his head, the corners of his lips curled up evilly, lingering in her ear ambiguously, "Another wife slave has been successfully domesticated."

Jing Jiaren stretched out her arms, and hugged Ximen Longting tightly... Now, happiness is close to heartwarming.