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

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The square in the park is built very high, and there are long steps to walk through.

There are already many tourists visiting the park.

SUN held Jing Jiaren's hand, her arms and legs were small, and after climbing for a short time, she was so tired that she was out of breath: "Queen, hug me. SUN can't move anymore."

Jing Jiaren looked embarrassed: "I don't have the strength either."

"Uncle Wilson, hug..."

Wilson picked up SUN and put it on his shoulders.

Ximen Longting suddenly walked up to the stairs in front of Jing Jiaren, lowered his body and said, "Come up."

"I can still go."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Jing Jiaren wanted to go around, but his back suddenly grabbed her legs: "You are crazy, what if I fall?"

"On the back." Ximen Longting leaned against his back holding her leg.

Jing Jiaren had no choice but to lie on his back...

"Uncle Wilson... overtake him! Overtake the old man!"

Wilson immediately ran up holding SUN.

Ximen Longting moved with long legs and quickly passed Wilson.

"Uncle Wilson, drive! Drive! You can't lose to the old man!"

"Ximen Longting, don't run away, I'm very heavy..."

A family of three plus a bodyguard, running on the long stairs is particularly eye-catching.

And under the stairs, an elongated RV was parked on the side of the road, with slender fingers wrapped in long lace gloves, holding a binoculars.

A gloomy light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

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Wen Xinnuan felt very painful, her whole body seemed to be crushed, and her limbs were in pain.

What hurts even more is her heart...

As if a spoonful had been cruelly dug out, she was so painful that she curled up shiveringly in her sleep.

A hand stroked her fluffy hair, as if to comfort her.

Rory, don't go...

The body unconsciously approached the hot body beside him, wanting to absorb some warmth.

A strange man's breath filled the air.

Her hands habitually stroked the man's naked chest back and forth, whispering: "Luo Lei, I'm hungry..."

There was always something wrong with the touch of the skin.

Suddenly her hand was grabbed, and her sharp chin pressed against her hair, rubbing against it.

"Hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Wen Xinnuan shuddered all over, and opened her eyes suddenly.

Ji Ziang's smiling face appeared in front of her eyes...

She stayed there for dozens of seconds, looked at Ji Ziang's firm chest, and then saw her body clung to him without a strand of hair.

"You are such a cute and stupid foodie," Ji Ziang laughed magnetically, "I woke up and said I was hungry, and last night I was like a roast chicken, and gnawed on my arm."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm, revealing a row of deep teeth marks.

Obviously, it was Wen Xinnuan's masterpiece.

"what------------"

Terrible soprano throughout.

"Get out, get down for me, get out!"

Wen Xinnuan used both hands and feet, desperately kicked Ji Ziang a few times, and punched him in the face several times.

The whole person gathered the quilt defensively and curled up into a pitiful little ball.

Ji Ziang was beaten up, he was neither angry nor annoyed, he picked out his ears: "Calm down?"

Wen Xinnuan's mind went blank, unable to utter a single word.

"What do you want to eat in the morning, I will ask the servant to make it for you immediately."

"You...why are you on my bed?" Wen Xinnuan roared angrily, "What did you do to me last night!?"