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

"I said that to provoke you...you have been silent, what can I do?"

Ximen Longting rolled up his lips and smiled sarcastically: "You haven't thought about it that way, how could you say it so smoothly? Besides, if you didn't think about it that way, why would you leave me alone?"

"Why do you want to think badly?"

"Forget me, I shouldn't have come, I should have let you and Leng Lintian stay and fly together." Ximen Longting left her, walked away from her, walked to the side of the bed, and sat down hard on the bed.

"Ximen Longting, when you lose your temper, I don't know how to deal with you." Jing Jiaren smiled, trying to ease the atmosphere.Like her, Ximen Longting is a stubborn person.

"Well said, after so many years, you don't know how to deal with me... Is it difficult for me, or you never put your heart into it?"

At this time...the killer can be used.

Jing Jiaren walked up to him, pulled off the zipper with one hand, and her skirt fell to the ground.

She obviously felt that Ximen Longting's body became tense. Before she got close, he had already started to feel wrong.

Jing Jiaren sighed, the most direct way for husband and wife to quarrel at the end of the bed is...

Jing Jiaren walked up to him, held Ximen Longting's head in both hands and let him look at her.

Ximen Longting took her hand away, and her hand slid down his shirt, touching his hot skin!

"Jing Jiaren!"

Ximen Longting held down her fidgeting little hand, her breathing was visibly stagnant.

"Ximen Longting, I miss you... really miss you." Jing Jiaren said with a charming smile.

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows and stared at her face: "I'm not interested in seeing your ugly face!"

"It's a lie...Your body clearly feels it."

Even the tone of Ximen Longting's speech was changing, and his breathing was short.

Jing Jiaren sat on his lap cheekily, wanting to do something else, Ximen Longting threw her on the bed with a strong lift.

"No one has ever dared to use me as a tool to vent their desires, Jing Jiaren, you are the first!"

Leaving aside the harsh words, Ximen Longting stood up, picked up his coat, and strode towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"smokes!"

"Didn't you quit smoking? Your stomach—"

"It's not your turn to take care of it." Ximen Longting opened the door, "Since I can't take care of your affairs, don't take care of me in the future!"

Jing Jiaren covered her body with a quilt the moment the door opened, so as not to be seen by the bodyguards outside, she picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on after the door closed.When she opened the door, how could there be any shadow of Ximen Longting outside?

Jing Jiaren's heart was empty, seeing the two bodyguards staying behind, she guessed that Ximen Longting would come back.

She went back to the room to check, and the luggage bag Ximen Longting had brought was still there.

She went into the bathroom to wash her hands, and there was a set of tools for a human skin mask on the sink.

Jing Jiaren stared at her face in the mirror, thinking that this ordinary person was a protective talisman, but it turned out to be unnecessary.

After softening the human skin mask with potion, Jing Jiaren tore off the skin...a fair and beautiful face was reflected in the mirror.

Jing Jiaren also took off her wig, and her long, thick and curly hair let loose, light and fluffy, making her face look as petite as a slap in the face.

Jing Jiaren washed her face, went back to her room and opened Ximen Longting's luggage bag, and unexpectedly saw the scorpion puppet.

Jing Jiaren smiled and narrowed her eyes. The CEO wears Scorpion King everywhere. People who don't know think he is naive?