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

The water was very clear, and Jing Jiaren's snow-white skin was rippling in the water, like a newly transformed mermaid.

Jing Jiaren put her hands on her chest: "What do you want to do?"

"Have you ever seen a bather with clothes on?"

"I'll do it myself, without you."

Ximen Longting took her hand away, and said coldly: "It is a great honor for you to enjoy my service. You know, this is the dream of many women."

Jing Jiaren nodded irritably: "Yes, it's an honor, it's my dream... But I really can't bear it, I should help you take a bath."

Ximen Longting frowned: "It's not a bad idea."

"..."

Before Jing Jiaren could react, he lifted his big hand and took off the only bath towel.

He was standing, she was sitting—masculine features jumped right in front of her eyes.

Jing Jiaren was caught off guard and saw the man's big thing. It was the first time she saw it. It was as arrogant and domineering as its owner, and even raised its head towards her.

Jing Jiaren's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant: "Are you an exhibitionist?"

It was the first time that she watched a man's place directly like this.

It's ugly.

Her averted face was quickly turned back by Ximen Longting.

The tall man leaned forward, and a strong sense of oppression followed.

"Why, are you not satisfied with what you saw?"

Jing Jiaren didn't know how to answer.

"Your reaction annoys me very much." Ximen Longting's eyes were violent and his expression was terrifying.

Jing Jiaren was taken aback - for men, this is their most proud part, it represents the dignity of a man and should not be underestimated.

She resisted the disgusting impulse and said, "Very satisfied."

"Tell me, why are you satisfied?"

"..."

"You don't want your phone anymore?" He raised an eyebrow coldly, threatening.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, resisting the urge to hit someone: "It's thick enough, big enough, so I'm satisfied. Are you satisfied?"

Ximen Longting was dissatisfied, and raised her chin even higher: "How do you know, have you compared?"

"Compare?"

"I've seen other..."

"I do not have!"

Ximen Longting stepped into the bathtub: "It's better not to. If there is, I will make him inhumane."

The jacuzzi is no better than a hot spring pool. The space is limited, and it seems a little crowded to accommodate two people.

Ximen Longting sat down and pulled Jing Jiaren on his lap, and the two of them crowded the space to the brim.

Jing Jiaren felt his male pride pressing against her buttocks, and she never dreamed that one day she would have all the intimate things with a strange man.

"What are you still doing?" He pinched her arm, "Aren't you going to serve me in the shower?"

"It's very crowded here, I'll go out and wash it for you."

Ximen Longting's hand pressed her shoulders, preventing her from going out.

Jing Jiaren frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, you just promised me that as long as I stay in the hot spring pool for an hour, you will let me get in touch with my family."

"You remember correctly."

"Give me the phone!"

"After taking a bath, I will naturally give it to you."

What is an inch?Ximen Longting interpreted this point vividly.

Jing Jiaren had no other choice, picked up a shampoo, squeezed some in the palm of her hand to create rich bubbles, and washed his hair for him.

Ximen Longting's hair is thick and jet-black, with natural curls at the end, even if he randomly grabs it in his hands, he still looks handsome.

"Have you washed someone before?"

Jing Jiaren's method is really not professional.The water was very clear, and Jing Jiaren's snow-white skin was rippling in the water, like a newly transformed mermaid.

Jing Jiaren put her hands on her chest: "What do you want to do?"

"Have you ever seen a bather with clothes on?"

"I'll do it myself, without you."

Ximen Longting took her hand away, and said coldly: "It is a great honor for you to enjoy my service. You know, this is the dream of many women."

Jing Jiaren nodded irritably: "Yes, it's an honor, it's my dream... But I really can't bear it, I should help you take a bath."

Ximen Longting frowned: "It's not a bad idea."

"..."

Before Jing Jiaren could react, he lifted his big hand and took off the only bath towel.

He was standing, she was sitting—masculine features jumped right in front of her eyes.

Jing Jiaren was caught off guard and saw the man's big thing. It was the first time she saw it. It was as arrogant and domineering as its owner, and even raised its head towards her.

Jing Jiaren's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant: "Are you an exhibitionist?"

It was the first time that she watched a man's place directly like this.

It's ugly.

Her averted face was quickly turned back by Ximen Longting.

The tall man leaned forward, and a strong sense of oppression followed.

"Why, are you not satisfied with what you saw?"

Jing Jiaren didn't know how to answer.

"Your reaction annoys me very much." Ximen Longting's eyes were violent and his expression was terrifying.

Jing Jiaren was taken aback - for men, this is their most proud part, it represents the dignity of a man and should not be underestimated.

She resisted the disgusting impulse and said, "Very satisfied."

"Tell me, why are you satisfied?"

"..."

"You don't want your phone anymore?" He raised an eyebrow coldly, threatening.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, resisting the urge to hit someone: "It's thick enough, big enough, so I'm satisfied. Are you satisfied?"

Ximen Longting was dissatisfied, and raised her chin even higher: "How do you know, have you compared?"

"Compare?"

"I've seen other..."

"I do not have!"

Ximen Longting stepped into the bathtub: "It's better not to. If there is, I will make him inhumane."

The jacuzzi is no better than a hot spring pool. The space is limited, and it seems a little crowded to accommodate two people.

Ximen Longting sat down and pulled Jing Jiaren on his lap, and the two of them crowded the space to the brim.

Jing Jiaren felt his male pride pressing against her buttocks, and she never dreamed that one day she would have all the intimate things with a strange man.

"What are you still doing?" He pinched her arm, "Aren't you going to serve me in the shower?"

"It's very crowded here, I'll go out and wash it for you."

Ximen Longting's hand pressed her shoulders, preventing her from going out.

Jing Jiaren frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, you just promised me that as long as I stay in the hot spring pool for an hour, you will let me get in touch with my family."

"You remember correctly."

"Give me the phone!"

"After taking a bath, I will naturally give it to you."

What is an inch?Ximen Longting interpreted this point vividly.

Jing Jiaren had no other choice, picked up a shampoo, squeezed some in the palm of her hand to create rich bubbles, and washed his hair for him.

Ximen Longting's hair is thick and jet-black, with natural curls at the end, even if he randomly grabs it in his hands, he still looks handsome.

"Have you washed someone before?"

Jing Jiaren's method is really not professional.