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

Jing Jiaren put her arms around his neck consciously: "I am the same, I am used to having you by my side, and I can't fall asleep if you are not around for a moment."

"Who was it that just fell asleep like a pig?" He wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingers, "It's all eye droppings!"

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Didn't you see I'm wearing your shirt?"

Ximen Longting has seen it a long time ago, she looks lazily wearing a loose male shirt with bare legs, she is so sexy that any man can't hold it...

A rush of fire rushed to the lower abdomen.

"It's just a shirt, ten of your skirts are useless to me!" He complained seriously.

It was only then that Jing Jiaren realized that the skirt she had worn was under the bed...

Jing Jiaren smiled: "It's useless to put it aside, the smell will surround you everywhere when you wear it."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, you should learn from me and wear my clothes on you."

Ximen Longting held her down and slapped her butt: "If you are naughty again, I will beat you!"

Call him a man wearing a woman's nightdress?He doesn't have such perverted hobbies!

"Then I'm not by your side, what do you do, keep insomnia?"

"..." Ximen Longting pressed her body, put his handsome face against her neck, and took a deep breath, "I won't let you leave my side..."

His face was buried on her chest, his breath was hot and steady, and there was a sense of satisfaction.

Jing Jiaren hugged him with her back, and his body temperature felt warm and comfortable.

"Ximen Longting, did you become a thief last night?"

No response, even breathing...

"Simon Boss?"

Jing Jiaren inserted her fingers into his warm hair, and found that he fell asleep so quickly, it seemed that he was really exhausted to a certain limit.She moved her body carefully, and leaned against him in a comfortable position...

Sleep with Ximen Longting until after ten o'clock in the morning, she is full of sleep, but he is still sleepy.

Jing Jiaren's big eyes moved around nimbly in their sockets, observing the man's nose, eyebrows and eyes.

Even though I am very familiar, every time I observe him carefully, I will be instantly killed by the masculinity exuding from his whole body...

There is a feeling of heartbeat in an instant.

When I held his big hand, I found that there were heavy scratches on his wrist, which were scratched deeply by the nails, which were very long and deep.

Jing Jiaren frowned and observed for a while, the scratch was obviously not hers...

She usually grabs him on the back, and it's not so deep.

It didn't look like it was left on him by other women, but rather - he caught it himself!

Jing Jiaren stroked his sleeping face inexplicably, what was he scratching himself for?

Jing Jia touched it distressedly, the wound was very fresh, and there were traces of bleeding, when he didn't do any treatment...

It should be that he hurt himself when he left last night.

What did he do?

Jing Jiaren quietly got up from his arms, and as quietly as possible, opened the chest of drawers and took out a medicine box.

Almost as soon as she opened the lid of the medicine box, those arms wrapped around her from behind, and the scratches on the arms were displayed in front of her.

Ximen Longting was too tall, his body was arched, his chin rested on her shoulder, his eyes were not fully opened, and his eyelashes were half-opened, which looked particularly thick and long.

"You don't have much energy today, haven't you slept enough yet? Why don't you continue to sleep?"

She took out the bag of Liuhe iodine and medical cotton swabs, and looked at him slightly sideways.

Ximen Longting leaned on her shoulder and closed his eyes again.