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

"Even if he wasn't Leng Lintian, but anyone else, I would still say the same thing today if he saved me." Jing Jiaren took his arm, "I'm glad you care about me, but if you're jealous Depending on the occasion."

Ximen Longting's red eyes are provocative: "I only know that everything I do is for you!"

"..."

"So, even if you hate me, I will cure your illness."

Ximen Longting was about to break her hand away.

It's all he said...

Jing Jiaren suddenly reached out and hugged him: "Don't do this, let's think of a way?"

"..."

"Give me two days, let's think of a way, unless it's a last resort..."

Ximen Longting raised her chin: "Do you know how many catties you have left?"

"..."

"You are losing weight every day, I can't see you losing weight any more!"

"No, I haven't been much better this time...much better than the Christmas period."

"Okay, I'll give you two days." He let go suddenly.

"Really?"

"I'll listen to you," his eyes flashed a strange light, "I don't want to quarrel needlessly because of him."

"I don't want to argue with you either."

"It's very windy here, go down," he put his big palm around her little hand, "don't come here casually in the future, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

"I'm not a paper man, I catch a cold when the wind blows."

"You are just a paper doll in my eyes!" He glanced at her coldly, "You are so thin, my wrist will break if I strangle it."

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Afterwards, Jing Jiaren followed Ximen Longting wherever she went, completely reversing his usual pattern of clinging to her.

On the contrary, Ximen Longting urged her several times to rest, watch TV, and flip through books.

"Why, stop talking to that kid?" He stared deeply at her bluetooth headset.

In fact, SUN had called many times, but Jing Jiaren didn't hear it.

"Aren't you very opposed to my contacting him?"

"If you want him, I'll take you to Ji's house to reunite with him," he flipped through the newspaper irritably, "you can chat with your friends by the way."

"No, I want to be with you, you are too lonely by yourself."

Ximen Longting: "..."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

He stood up suddenly, and she also stood up, and suddenly his tall back stopped.

"What have you been following me for?"

"Didn't you say you liked being with me?"

"I'm going to the bathroom, do you want to come with me?" Ximen Longting raised his brows and gave her a sarcastic look.

"Okay, you're bored in the toilet, I'll read you a magazine next to you."

"..."

Ximen Longting walked into the bathroom, and Jing Jiaren really followed.

With a dark face, he unbuttoned his trousers rudely, but because he was so angry, he didn't undo it for a long time.

Jing Jiaren suggested with a smile, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Don't you think about how to extract a confession, and waste your time here with me?" Ximen Boss turned black.

"I'm thinking, I've been thinking... Who said I don't have time to think of a way when I'm with you?"

Ximen BOSS was sitting on the toilet, and Jing Jiaren actually took out a magazine from the magazine holder beside him: "Well, which one do you want me to read to you?"

Ximen Longting snorted coldly: "Don't you think it stinks?"

"As long as it belongs to you, I will not dislike it..."

The roles of the two were completely reversed, which made Ximen Longting feel embarrassed.

Jing Jiaren smiled brightly.