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

Jing Jiaren watched Leng Lintian follow her into the room, and was immediately on guard: "What are you doing here?"

"It's time, of course it's time to sleep. Haven't you played enough?" He closed the door easily.

Jing Jiaren stepped back: "You beast, if you dare to touch me tonight, you can wait to collect my body when you wake up tomorrow!"

Leng Lintian laughed amusedly: "Usually this sentence is used to threaten others, but you used it in reverse."

Jing Jiaren knew that he didn't want her to die, and he wanted to spare her life to hold Ximen Longting hostage.

"Don't worry, twisted melons are not sweet. I like to eat melons that I have separated for me." He glanced at her slender legs with his unruly eyes, then went straight past her, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Jing Jiaren stood there stiffly, listening to the sound of water flowing from the bathroom.

She wanted to run, but she knew that Leng Lintian was guarding the door, and he had warned her that if she acted rashly before leaving Australia, she would take Persia to the knife.

Now Persia is still in his hands, unless she is obedient, he will let her go when she leaves Australia.

Jing Jiaren bit her lip and clenched her fists angrily.

She rummaged through the room to see if there were any fruit knives or the like for self-defense.

It's a pity, after Leng Lintian learned the lesson last time, he asked someone to tidy up the room in advance——

No weapons of any kind, not even a glass vase.

Jing Jia sat on the edge of the bed discouraged. After a day of hard work, her bones were all broken, and she just wanted to have a good rest and sleep.

But being in the same room with wolves, she was full of defenses, and she couldn't feel at ease for a moment.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened.

Jing Jiaren froze and stood up from the bed almost like a spring.

Leng Lintian was only wrapped in a bath towel around his lower body, revealing his strong and handsome abdominal muscles, with a towel hanging around his neck, and walked over carelessly.

Fortunately, it wasn't the first time Jing Jiaren saw him half naked.

Calmly walked to the window, as far away from the big bed as possible.

Leng Lintian sat down on the bed amusedly: "What are you doing so nervous, I won't eat you."

Pooh.

Jing Jiaren just wanted to spit at him.

Leng Lintian wiped the drops of water from his hair: "You still don't wash up, do you want me to carry you? It's dirty, and I'm not happy to just climb onto my bed like this."

Jing Jiaren heard that - is he afraid of getting dirty?

I have been walking for a day, and naturally I am sweating all over my body.

"I usually only take a shower once a week. I like the smell of sweat on my body, so I don't want to take a shower tonight." Damn, she was afraid that Leng Lintian would kick the door open halfway through the shower.

"A week? You're rotten."

"I just like that rotten smell!"

"Alright, it's not bad to have a change of taste," he patted the bed, "Come on."

Jing Jiaren: "Aren't you afraid that I'll be dirty and smelly and stain your bed?"

"It doesn't matter," he raised his eyebrows, "I'll sweat anyway after exercising. Wouldn't it be more flavorful to blend water and milk?"

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, annoyed by his frivolous tone, but tried her best to be patient: "Leng Lintian, if you touch me, I will really fight you hard!"

Leng Lintian said ambiguously: "I mean before I go to bed, I like to do push-ups and exercise my muscles. Where did you think?"

His muscular lines are indeed perfect, masculine and tough, absolutely making women daydream.