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

She was very comfortable, with her face resting on Leng Lintian's lap, she was happy without doing anything.

This picture is warm and weird...

Jing Jiaren never thought that when these people gathered together, there wouldn't be a scuffle?

Soon, Star's eyes followed Jing Jiaren's gaze and fell on Leng Lintian's face, and a crisp baba broke the silence.

Ximen Longting almost crushed Jing Jiaren's shoulder: "Have you seen enough?"

Jing Jiaren looked back: "I just took a look."

"Just to see how long you stared at him?"

"Mama, prime baba..." Star pointed with his little finger, only then did he discover the existence of Leng Lintian, and seemed very happy.

Jing Jiaren's face was slightly stiff, and the little guy didn't seem to be chaotic enough.

"Mama, 2?" Star spotted Leng Jiaren again, his black grape eyes blinking.

Ximen Longting's fingers struggled even more: "His name is Leng Lintian Laozi? Jing Jiaren, did I hear wrong?"

"..."

"Your son calls someone else Laozi?" Ximen Longting clenched his fists and was about to stand up and go over.

Jing Jiaren took his hand: "At this moment, the enemy is at hand, I hope you don't make trouble, and we can wait until we leave the underground kingdom to talk about anything?"

Ximen Longting suppressed the anger, and punched Donggong Ziche heavily in the abdomen.

Ximen Longting was in a bad mood, and punched five or six times in a row to vent his anger...

The corners of Dong Gongzi's mouth were covered with blood, and her lips were particularly bright red. She coughed in a low voice, and there was a strange smile on the corner of her mouth from the beginning to the end.

The more Ximen Longting looked at this smile, the more it became an eyesore: "Don't be complacent, wait until you get out of this ghostly place. Let's settle our accounts carefully, and you will die in an ugly way."

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Soon, the national teacher met their request and found three luxury carriages joined together. The space of a carriage can accommodate 4 people.

Jing Jiaren, Ximen Longting, Sun and Star are in a carriage, Leng Lintian, Leng Jiaren and Wilson, Leng Aofeng, Donggong Ziche and Gong Zihua.

They first left the palace in a carriage, went all the way to the station, and then took the train to the ground to meet the intersection.

Eight horses wearing battle armor whipped their horses fast, and Sun quietly lifted the curtain, seeing that the road was unimpeded, and the gates would be opened ahead of time at intersections that he did not pass.

However, thousands of horses and horses are chasing behind the carriage.

The national division led the guards holding the torches and biting them tightly. Wherever they passed, a cloud of fire was spectacular.

I don't know if it's because Donggong Ziche is in his hand, the national teacher didn't dare to cheat and escorted them all the way to the station safely.

"Ximen Longting, hug your son." Jing Jiaren reminded Ximen Longting before getting out of the car.

Ximen Longting sarcastically said, "Do you remember having an eldest son?"

From the beginning to the end, Jing Jiaren protected the star, and there was no extra hand to hold the sun.

Jing Jiaren was slightly surprised: "It's rare that you complain about Sun?"

Ximen Longting gave her a hard look: "He looks like me!"

"..." What logic?

Anyway, she has never understood the thinking of this wonderful father and son.

Ximen Longting picked up Sun, and Sun was sulking all the way, now he proudly slapped him on the shoulder: "Don't hug me!"

"You think I think so?"

"I don't care about you!"

"Very well, your rare woman already has a little brother."

Sun hugged Ximen Longting's neck with a crying face, with a mournful face, and his spirit was a little listless.