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

Ximen Longting walked over coldly, passed her, and strode towards the back room.

"The cake is on the coffee table in the living room."

Ximen Longting was completely uninterested and walked upstairs.

Several maids stood by the coffee table and praised:

"What is this... a scorpion cake?"

"It's so lifelike, it seems!"

"This craftsmanship is like the work of a professional baker in a cake shop..."

Ximen Longting's footsteps froze.Scorpion cake?

He turned back, walked to the cake indifferently, and saw a light blue scorpion lying on the cake with its tail hooked.

Because of the shape of the cake, this scorpion is a little fat.Cartoon and cute, it looks delicious.

Jing Jiaren walked over and asked, "Do you like it?"

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her clothes fiercely, and he asked coldly, "Why is it a scorpion?"

"You're a Scorpio..."

"How do you know my attributes? Who are you!?"

Jing Jiaren was caught out of breath for a while: "Your birthday today is November 11th, isn't it a Scorpio?"

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened.

"Sir, I know it's not surprising, is it?"

"..."

"If you insist on doubting my identity, you still want me to be your lover? You can let me go!"

Ximen Longting let her go calmly. The scorpion cake was not big, so he picked it up with one hand.

Before anyone could react, the whole cake slapped Jing Jiaren's face head-on.

She just felt out of breath for a while, and the greasy cream slid down her face...

Opening his mouth, a piece of cream fell into his mouth: "You are too much!"

If he didn't like the cake she worked so hard to make, wouldn't that be the case?

Ximen Longting bent down, his delicate and handsome face was close at hand, and suddenly licked the cake off her eyelashes.

The cake is sweet but not greasy, the taste is very good...

Ximen Longting smiled coldly: "I like this way of eating cake."

"..."

"It tastes good."

As he spoke, he swept across the bridge of her nose and cheeks one by one...

Seeing this, the servants hurriedly turned their faces away, and all retreated, leaving a huge space.

Jing Jiaren's body backed up involuntarily, he grabbed the back of her head and licked off the cream.

The hot tongue slid back and forth across her face.

After taking away the cream, he stared straight at her swallowing action, extremely sexy!

Jing Jiaren's whole body went limp: "What do you want to do?"

Damn it, she is clearly eating cake, but why does it feel like...

"You are my lover, what else can you do with me?" He stared at her with shining red eyes, but without any warmth.

"You've only eaten enough to do strenuous exercise, it's not good for your health!"

"You care about me?"

"..."

"Cooking and making cakes for me, what do you want from me?" Ximen Longting pinched her chin.

"It's just a day's exciting experience." Jing Jiaren replied with ease, "You know that after you get married, life will be ordinary. You are so handsome and have such a status. You are willing to accompany me—maybe you will give me more. money."

"..."

"Will you give me money?" Jing Jiaren spoke frankly.

"Are you a prostitute?" He narrowed his eyes, hating women talking about money with him, "Only prostitutes trade flesh~body."

Jing Jiaren laughed, "Then in your eyes, I'm not the supreme goddess, right?"

Her smile is very proud.

"Since it's not, then being a prostitute is no different."