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

This phone call made Jing Jiaren even more sleepless, and she was extremely anxious.

To cool herself off, she went to the bathroom to rinse.

As the cold water poured down, she closed her eyes, and suddenly Shang Yanxuan appeared in her mind, and he stared blankly at her;

After a while, Ximen Longting reappeared, he slanted one corner of his mouth to smile at her.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of hot eyes staring at her.

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes, and saw the haughty man coming out of her fantasy, leaning against the door of the bathroom, his fiery pupils seemed to drop two sparks.

Jing Jiaren shook her head, wiped her eyes, thinking it was a hallucination.

But the corner of his mouth that smiled at her was clearly real.

Jing Jiaren: "When... did you come?"

Ximen Longting took a few steps forward, his footsteps were a little unsteady: "I will come when I want to."

"How did you get in?!"

"I'll go in if I want to."

"Don't come over—"

Jing Jiaren was going crazy, she didn't know whether to grab something to cover her body first, or grab a weapon first for defense.

In the end, she still took the bath towel that was closer to her, and as soon as she wrapped it around her body, her body was pulled in by a fierce embrace.

"Let go of me, you bastard!" She opened her mouth to bite his arm, and he reached out to clamp her jaw.

"It smells good."

He lowered his head and wantonly inhaled the fragrance of her hair.

Jing Jiaren freed up one hand, grabbed a water float, and beat him on the head and body.

She knew that the plan was not going well. Ever since she sent the Jing family away, she had been thinking that something bad was going to happen.

Sure enough, tragedy still struck.He changed his mind again, what did he want to do to her?No, no matter what he does, she will get on that plane tomorrow.

Ximen Longting hugged her tightly, holding her softness with one hand, rubbing it back and forth.

His chin was raised high by him, and he leaned over and kissed her.

The forceful smell of alcohol rushed over, choking her uncomfortably.

His kiss was different from usual, violent and disorderly, he only knew to ask for her blindly.

His strength is already great, and he usually controls his strength so as not to hurt her, but today, he is completely brute force.Jing Jiaren felt that his embrace was like a pressing board, squeezing her body flat.His hands were like iron pincers, about to crush her jawbone.

He kissed her frantically, the stubble pricked her so painfully, and his lips were so painfully rubbed by him.

His breath was hot, and every breath had a strong smell of alcohol.

Everything is telling Jing Jiaren that he is drunk.

And he was so drunk!

The heavy force was like a mountain to overwhelm her, and she kept retreating, being pressed against the cold bathroom wall.

The bath towel on his body was torn off, he lifted one of her legs high, and pulled down the pants chain.

The deep desire in his eyes is like a wild beast opening its mouth, trying to swallow everything.

"You dare to do that...I won't let you go...you dare..."

Jing Jiaren pushed his face away with all her strength, preventing him from kissing her.

But the hotness of the lower body was clinging to her, because he couldn't find the target, he rushed randomly.

In desperation, Jing Jia grabbed the shower head and hit him hard on the head.

Ximen Longting's pupils narrowed, his brows were tightly frowned, he seemed to be a little sober for a moment, he couldn't figure out where he was, what he was doing...

Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to push him away and fled out of the bathroom.