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

Ximen Longting tidied her messy hair: "Where do you want to keep it?"

"It's the island where we first met." Jing Jiaren stroked his cheek, "Do you still want to keep that island?"

He has an impulsive personality and likes to sell properties indiscriminately.

She was afraid that he had already sold it...

"No." His low voice.Although there are many bad memories there, it is the place where God sent her to him, how could he be willing to sell her?

"No matter what happens in the future, let's stay. There are also a lot of our commemorative meanings there."

"Go back to the island now?"

"Okay."

At the gate of the park, a black jeep watched the movement in the park, saw them walking out of the park, and followed them quietly.

The sky is clear at the end of April, and the leaves in the islands are green.

It's starting to heat up, and it's going to be midsummer soon...

This time when he came to the island, Ximen Longting told her the route. He took the helm himself and taught her how to sail the yacht.

"Come back later, I won't get lost..." she murmured.

She has lived in so many places with him, why does she feel at home only on this island.

Ximen Longting breathed awe-inspiring voice: "You don't need to get lost, I will bring you here."

Jing Jiaren leaned in his arms, breathing in the smell of the sea breeze.

From time to time, the two looked at each other and kissed each other deeply...

The sweet taste was tossing between them, and the happiness was so unreal.

When they arrived at the island, all the servants stood at the door to welcome them. They were still the same crew, and Jing Jiaren had the illusion that she seemed to be in another world.

Why was there a melancholy about parting in her heart, like a thread entangled her heart, making her panic.

"Master, young mistress, do you want to turn on the water and take a bath immediately?"

"Young Mistress?" Jing Jiaren turned her head, "Ximen Longting, when did I marry you?"

Under the sun, Ximen Longting looked majestic, wearing a sapphire blue couple suit of the same series as hers.

If it wasn't for an unsuitable female satchel on his shoulder...

"Whenever you want to marry me, I will marry."

Jing Jiaren pulled the bag off his shoulder: "How to marry?"

"Chinese or Western?"

Jing Jiaren understood what he meant: "A wedding without a priest and guests?"

Ximen Longting glanced at her deeply: "Do we need those extra people?"

"That's right, we don't need it."

"When will you marry me?"

Is there anyone who proposes like this? It's too hopeless.

Jing Jiaren glared at him: "Not to marry."

"..."

"Do you think that if you want to marry, I will marry you?"

The bodyguard went to put things away, and Wilson held a bag of "souvenirs" and asked, "Miss Jing, where do you want to keep things?"

"Back Mountain."

The commemorative book Ximen Longting gave her, the "apology book" on her personal homepage that she printed out, Queen Scorpion, and a collection of photos of them together, as well as videos... were packed in a special closed box.

Except for personal things like watches and rings, which she would keep, she wanted to bury everything else here.

"When your illness is cured and we leave here together, will you dig it out?"

"leave?"

"Leaving China, avoiding Master Ximen's tracking, and going to the world of two people."

Ximen Longting remained silent.

Jing Jiaren stared at him sideways: "Where's your memorial, do you want to bury it too?"