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

Jing Jiaren ignored him, turned around and wanted to go to bed.

He was so agile, he didn't know when he walked behind her, hugged her by the waist, and put his chin on the socket of her shoulder.

A deep male voice teased her: "Do you smell it?"

"Smell it!"

"Talking nonsense," he bit the back of her ear punishingly, "except for you, I haven't even had close contact with maids."

"I'm on your clothes - I can smell me." Her body was trembling sensitively, and her breathing began to be unsteady.

It's strange that when Ximen Longting kissed her, her abdomen didn't hurt anymore. Could it be that the little guy fell asleep today?

She couldn't help turning around and kissing Ximen Longting's nose.

"You really are in heat..." He rubbed her hair, it was rare to see her take the initiative.

"I'm just in heat, and I just want you!" Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, throwing away all her reserve, "How about it, what do you want!?"

This is the last time...

Tomorrow she will find a way to leave and completely disappear from his world.

"How about me?" His eyes darkened instantly, "Aren't you afraid that I can't help but eat you if you tease me like this?"

"Okay, who is afraid of whom..."

Ximen Longting's eyes began to change: "Jing Jiaren, don't make such jokes with me, I can't stand temptation."

"I look like a joke?"

"Aren't you afraid of stomach pain?"

"He seems to be asleep?" Jing Jiaren wondered, "It's strange, he didn't respond today."

It seems that the little guy also knows her painful and entangled mood, knows that she will soon usher in parting, and gives her one last chance to be tender, and she is very good tonight.

Lying with her back against his arms, she asked softly:

"Ximen Longting, if one day I disappear forever from your world, what will you do?"

"I'm going crazy."

"Seriously, what will happen to you?"

"I'm really going crazy...Jing Jiaren."

Jing Jiaren's heart was like a vortex blown by a hurricane, she turned her head halfway, caressing his cheek, staring at him in a daze...

"Remember what you said before?"

He grabbed her hand and pressed it to his face, his breath was hot: "Say."

"If something happens to me, you must not accompany me to die, you will avenge me?" She stared at him, "Isn't it?"

Ximen Longting frowned and warned: "Jing Jiaren!"

"You promised me."

"What accident can you have?" He stared at her dissatisfied. "With me here, what accident can I make you?"

"You want to elope with me, I always feel very precarious...Maybe Master Ximen will find you," Jing Jiaren clasped his five fingers, "I'm afraid something will happen."

Ximen Longting stared at her: "I have arranged everything, nothing will go wrong."

"Don't be so full of words, nothing in the world is absolute."

"Beauty, are you pouring cold water on me?" He squeezed her fingers tightly.

"I just think about the worst consequences." Jing Jiaren looked at him tenderly, "I just said in case."

"No such event!"

"Why is it so tiring to communicate with you?" Jing Jiaren sighed, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Talk—" He pinched her hand, "Say what you want to say. This is what you are worried about? What you have been absent-minded about is that we are afraid that we will not succeed in escaping?"

"Ah."

"Are you afraid that you will die, so you are sad?"

There was always sadness in her eyes.