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

Jing Jiaren wondered where she would sleep tonight, this room could no longer accommodate her, and she didn't want to sleep in a room full of Ximen Longting——

No matter where she slept, she was destined to suffer from insomnia tonight.

"Master." The servants all paused when they saw the people coming in.

Jing Jiaren's heart clenched, she lowered her head, twisted her hands tightly, and refused to look at her.

As if Ximen Longting didn't see her, he went straight into the bathroom.

Jing Jia turned her head and walked out of the room. Before she could leave, a servant came out of the bathroom and said, "Miss Jing, come here."

Jing Jiaren's back froze: "What's the matter?"

"Master asked you to come and help him take a bath."

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, she thought he would ignore her tonight, but what is going on now?She didn't want to go, but she didn't want to disobey him and make him angry at this time.

When Jing Jia walked in, the servant immediately withdrew and closed the door.

Ximen Longting sat in the empty bathtub, with his head half down, his bangs covering his eyes, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, just before she left, let's do something for him one last time.

She went over to help him put water.

Because I was absent-minded, I accidentally hit the hottest gear...

The scalding hot water suddenly flowed out, and Jing Jiaren's hands were shivering immediately. She hurriedly turned off the water and looked at Ximen Longting who was sitting on the other side of the bathtub.

Fortunately, the hot water did not flow so fast.

It was Jing Jiaren, whose back was immediately burned red.

There was a burning pain, she gritted her teeth, not wanting to attract Ximen Longting's attention, and adjusted the water temperature again.

While storing water, she opened the wall cabinet, took out a series of supplies such as shower gel and placed them on the shelf beside the bathtub.

Then there are all kinds of towels and bath towels.

Ximen Longting sat there silently the whole time without saying a word, his whole body was covered with a cold and gloomy aura.

Jing Jiaren turned around and looked at him, only to realize that he didn't even take off his shoes!

Damn, it'll dirty the water that's been put away...

Jing Jiaren bent over quickly, helped him take off his shoes and socks, drained the water he just picked up, and refilled it.

"Do you take off your clothes and pants by yourself, or should I help you?"

"..."

"Did you hear me?" Jing Jiaren raised her voice.

Damn it, she couldn't stay in this oppressive atmosphere for a moment.

She turned around and was about to leave, when a cold voice came: "One week, it's not time yet."

Jing Jiaren stopped in her tracks: "Then do you want me to take it off for you?"

He stopped talking again.

I really hate him for being so gloomy and saying nothing...

Jing Jiaren went back and helped him unbutton his shirt one by one.

He lowered his face, and the back of her hot red hand fell into his sight. His figure seemed to move slightly, but he didn't make another move.

Jing Jiaren helped him open all the buttons, revealing the man's strong lines: "Hand, please lift it."

Ximen Longting raised it symbolically, it was not convenient for her to take it off.

It took Jing Jiaren a while to pull it off, and went to help him untie his belt and pants.

He sat in the bathtub, his pants pressed down, and he couldn't take them off at all.

Jing Jiaren took a few breaths: "Can you stand up?"

Ximen Longting raised his body indifferently, pulled off his pants with one hand, and stripped off his underwear together.Jing Jiaren looked away, feeling a gust of wind blowing past his ears, and his pants were thrown to the ground.