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

With Bill on his back, the little wolf's footsteps stopped running wildly, and the bell around his neck rang cheerfully.

"Mama..." Bill smiled happily.

"Be careful, hurry up and don't fall." Wen Xinnuan was still very worried.The first time Bill came looking for her on his wolf pup, she had been taken aback.

"When did this dog become his mount?" Jing Jiaren also smiled.

"Little wolf is a very smart dog, especially psychic, as if the owner understands everything."

"Of course, dogs are inherently intelligent animals, and they are only good to those who are good to them."

Ximen Longting's faint voice came: "A dog knows that people who are good to it are good, how come you don't know this truth, beautiful lady?"

Jing Jiaren stared at him, a ball of snow fell on her face.

"Ximen Longting, you are childish!" Jing Jiaren said so, she had already squatted down, quickly squeezed a snowball and threw it over.

It's a pity that it missed the target, and was thrown by Ximen Longting again.

"Xinnuan, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you come and help me?"

"Oh, oh... good!"

Wen Xinnuan unresponsively squeezed the snowball and handed it to Jing Jiaren.

But she was clumsy, pinched one, Jing Jiaren had already been smashed several times.

At this time, Canglang stretched out his hand silently, and handed over an oversized...

"Wow! It's so big!" Wen Xinnuan caught it with both hands, "It's so heavy."

Jing Jiaren: "This...can't be thrown away."

The wolf took it back silently, and threw——

A snowball the size of a basketball hit Ximen Longting on the head, the impact was too great, he took a few unsteady steps back and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Jing Jiaren smiled triumphantly: "How about it, three against one!"

Wilson respectfully took out two snowballs: "Master, you still have me."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

There are only three days until the Spring Festival.This night, it was snowing heavily, covered in silver, and the roofs of the apartment, trees, and large open spaces were covered with pure white snow.

From time to time there is laughter...

Such a happy atmosphere makes people feel warm.

Jing Jiaren hadn't relaxed like this for a long time. She fell back and lay in the snow, watching the snow fluttering in the sky like a funnel.

Other apartments are also lit, the aroma of cooking, the smell of barbecue...

Someone is vaguely playing the melodious piano melody.

This is Jing Jiaren's first Spring Festival with Ximen Longting.

I remembered that I spent the Spring Festival last year with Shang Yanxuan. Since when did this name become so far away?

He became Leng Aofeng...

He was caught in the hands of Leng Lintian, and Father Jing and Mother Jing—it would be fine if he ran away, but he returned to Ximen Longting's side, Leng Lintian will not let it go, I don't know what else he will do .

Suddenly the shadows in front of him darkened, and Ximen Longting bent down towards her, covering her.

"Stupid woman, isn't it cold to lie here?"

Snowflakes were blocking his broad back.

He held her hand, feeling the coldness of her fingers, and put it in his coat pocket.

The pockets are also cold...

He lifted the clothes again and put her hands inside his sweater.

Jing Jiaren shrank her hands: "No, it's so cold!"

"I'm the one who's cold, just keep you warm." He grabbed her hand and insisted on getting under the sweater.

She touched his bulging bandage: "Go back to the house!"

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