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

Ximen Longting put down his pen: "I'm afraid your body won't agree."

"I can do it, my body is fine."

"Don't be brave, you just had a miscarriage, you just recovered from a serious illness, and your ribs are still not healed, so is it okay to run around?" Ximen Longting looked at her coldly, "Once your injury heals, I will naturally let you go."

"But--"

"Just leave in such a hurry?" Ximen Longting smiled again, the loneliness in his eyes was deep and heavy, "Are you afraid that something will happen to me?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lip and said nothing.Feeling empty and uncomfortable in her heart, she didn't want to feel it.

Ximen Longting suddenly stood up and approached her.

The shadow of his figure enveloped her, holding her chin: "I promise to let you go, but you have to promise me one request."

"What request?" You knew he wouldn't let him go so easily.

Ximen Longting stared at her: "Be nice to me before you leave."

"..."

"Don't be stubborn and angry with me all day long, don't always say things you hate about me." Ximen Longting paused for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't need you to respond to my kindness to you, you just need to feel that Can."

Jing Jiaren felt her head roaring, and stared at him with wide eyes.

He leaned over and started kissing her.

Jing Jiaren moved her head back and shook her head: "What did you say just now - what do you mean?"

"Such an obvious meaning, don't you understand? I like you."

Jing Jiaren's cheeks instantly turned red, and all the blood in her body boiled.

Ximen Longting stared at her and smiled slowly: "Don't tell me you don't know, I like you so much."

"..."

"I want to hide you so much that only I can see it," he took her bandaged hand and placed it on his chest, "If possible, I want to lock you in a safe, Never worried that you would run away, nor that anyone could share it with me."

Jing Jiaren's mind went blank.

This sudden confession made her stunned...

He held her lips in his mouth, and kissed her repeatedly, first gently probing, the more he kissed, the more passionate and lingering he became.

His emotions that were locked in the floodgates once opened, poured out.

He squeezed her into her arms, brought her to stand up, and kissed her vigorously.

Jing Jiaren felt dizzy for a while before he agreed to let her go, but in the blink of an eye he confessed to her.

What does he mean?Playing hard to get?

The passionate kiss seemed to really eat her into her stomach, so that she would never be afraid...

Jing Jiaren's ribs were so painful.

She didn't know whether it was the pain in her ribs or the heart in her chest. The severe pain hit her, making her unable to tell the difference.

She froze in pain, and he noticed her abnormality, and despite his reluctance, he let her go slowly: "Does it hurt?"

he asked in a hoarse voice.

Jing Jiaren couldn't speak, she just stretched out her hands to press her chest.

Ximen Longting said again in a low voice: "I almost forgot... I lost my composure."

With his slender fingers, he arranged her clothes and hair slightly. With a careful posture, he picked her up horizontally, kicked open the door connecting the study room, and put her on the big bed in the bedroom.

Jing Jiaren's blank mind finally recovered, and the moment he got up, she grabbed his hand suddenly.

"Where are you going?"

"Ask a doctor to come over to show you. It's time to change your medicine." Ximen Longting stared at her, "What's the matter, are you reluctant to let me go?"