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

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes and fell on the bed, falling into a brief coma.

Ximen Longting struggled with the handcuffs, damn it, Gong Zihua actually has sex toys here...?

Donggong Ziche even knows where the utensils are placed, so he knows everything here?

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes, there was a brief blank, and seeing Ximen Longting's large characters, she immediately understood that she was being controlled.

"You still don't unlock it for me?" Ximen Longting growled irritably.

Jing Jiaren stared at him, motionless.

Ximen Longting frowned: "Jing Jiaren, do you still dare to pretend for me?"

"Ximen," Jing Jiaren said in a frivolous tone, "Your look is very unique."

"..." Ximen Longting's complexion darkened, "Scenery! Great! People!"

Jing Jiaren didn't hold back all of a sudden, and laughed.

Ximen Longting made a black face, wanting to strangle her to death.

"How do you know I'm not Donggong Ziche?"

"You are my woman, would I not know?"

He was already familiar with her eyes, tone of voice, and expression to the bone, but he could sense anything that was a little bit wrong.

How dare you pretend to be Donggong Ziche, dead woman!

"How long has he been here? What did he say to you?" Jing Jiaren smiled and scratched his legs with her fingers, teasing him.

Donggong Ziche has not come to control her for a long time.

Appearing suddenly, she knew it must be for Gong Zihua's wedding...

Actually there is no malice.

"Untie it for me first!"

"I don't have a key."

"You don't know how to look for it? Look in the bedside table on the right!"

"Simon...you are so fierce."

"Try talking to me in this tone again!?"

Jing Jiaren suppressed her smile, found the key, and was about to unlock it for him.

"You're dead." He threatened evilly.

Jing Jiaren paused: "Ximen Longting, I suddenly think your posture is very handsome."

Ximen Longting gritted his teeth, her hand wandered across his handsome face, the chiseled face was the same as before.She thought of how time had taken nothing from him when she first met him, he was still so young and handsome.

Is it true that everyone in the Ximen family is like this, immortal monster?

Thinking of Master Ximen, who is over 50 years old and looks so young and handsome, this bloodline must be inherited from him.

The red eyes of Ximen Longting stared at her brightly: "You still don't want to unlock it?"

Jing Jiaren moved her fingers to his lips, rubbing his lips back and forth like he usually teases her.

Her body is like the strongest love ~ medicine...

Ximen Longting's body tensed up, and he reacted immediately.

"Jing Jiaren!" There was strong desire in his voice.

"Ximen Longting...you are still the same as I saw before, you haven't changed at all."

Ximen Longting raised his thick eyebrows: "How do you want me to change?"

"Not at all like a dad of three."

Like a single, unmarried kind of... handsome and dignified man.

"You want me to be old?"

"No... I'm just afraid what will happen if you don't grow old."

What nonsense?

"Do you still want me to be a bad old man?"

"Of course I want you to be young forever—handsome—" Jing Jiaren smiled mischievously, "You will always be handsome until old age like Master Ximen."

When he gets old, he dies handsomely and gracefully.

Ximen Longting bit her finger viciously: "What's your opinion?" After getting such a man, why don't you hide it quickly, and caress and care for him more?