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

【Lin Tian. 】

Ximen Longting frowned, damn it, he clearly heard Jing Jiaren's voice!

In the fire, the woman walked barefoot on the tongue of flames, and the crazily burning fire licked her white ankles, and slowly turned into a blossoming fire lotus, with petals flying one by one.

The corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth curled up into a smile, her eyes passed through Ximen Longting, and she looked behind him.

Ximen Longting felt a sharp pain in his heart, turned around, and saw Leng Lintian standing at the end of the long road.

Leng Lintian's eyelashes are tired, and her purple lips are alluring.

He stretched out a hand lightly: 【Come on. 】

Jing Jiaren ran forward happily...

Ximen Longting was so angry that he was about to bleed, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, but Jing Jiaren went straight through his body.

He only caught a piece of nothingness...

He watched Jing Jiaren fall into Leng Lintian's arms.

[Jing Jiaren, how dare you! ] Ximen Longting suddenly had an accessory in his hand, and the tip of the sword touched the ground, making a piercing sound.

Leng Lintian took Jing Jiaren's hand and kissed her lips deeply, inseparable.

Ximen Longting was so angry that he stabbed Leng Lintian's back with his sword...

But as if it were an illusion, the sword pierced through the air.

The two hugged each other, and slowly disappeared among the fire lotus petals flying all over the sky.

Ximen Longting watched helplessly: [Beauty, don't go...]

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...】

The tender voice suddenly called to her.

Ximen Longting felt his legs being grabbed by a pair of small hands.

The miniature version of Jing Jiaren held Ximen Longting's trousers with both hands, raised her face, and looked at him innocently and romantically.

Ximen Longting frowned, just about to reach out to hug him...

The little beauty turned around and ran away with a mischievous smile.

Ximen Longting had just chased after a few steps, and the little beauty stopped in the distance, her frilly skirt raised an arc, and suddenly grew up, holding a man by the hand: [Dad, this is my most beloved person...]

[Jing Jiaren, stop playing with me! 】

【Father, I want to marry him, and I will never marry him in this life. 】

[How dare you, who is he, I will kill him! 】

Ximen Longting's eyes were red, staring at the man, there was only a ball of white light, his facial features and figure could not be seen clearly.

【dad……】

【I am not your father, Jing Jiaren, you are mine, you are mine——】

Ximen Longting shouted frantically in his dream, and found that Leng Lintian appeared again with Jing Jiaren, Master Ximen also appeared with Jing Jiaren, and later Master Donggong also appeared with Jing Jiaren...

Ximen Longting saw that the whole world was full of Jingjia people, each with one person.

……

Jing Jiaren held Ximen Longting's shoulders, watched him sink into a nightmare, and wiped his forehead with his hand.

"Ximen Longting?"

"Beauty, you are mine, mine alone..."

Jing Jiaren smiled and squeezed his hand tightly. It's strange, after being together like this every day, would he still dream of her leaving?

"Ximen Longting, wake up, you are having a nightmare..." If you dare not wake him up too loudly, it is said that people who have nightmares can't wake him up too directly, so you have to wipe his sweat and listen to him read Some strange sleep talk.

What "Jing Jiaren, don't go", "Jing Jiaren, how dare you leave me behind", "Jing Jiaren..."

I'm used to being a domineering president at ordinary times, can't I change his domineering personality in my dream?

Jing Jiaren wiped his sweaty palms with a towel, but he suddenly held her back!

Ximen Longting sat up like an electric shock.