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

"..."

"Tonight I can personally make you feel it again."

Jing Jiaren reached out and rubbed his face: "You big-tailed wolf..."

Taking the opportunity, Ximen Longting kissed her palm, with soft lips, and stared at her seductively.

Jing Jiaren withdrew her hand: "I shouldn't have delivered it to my door... Hiss, lighten up!"

Ximen Longting pressed it carefully: "It hurts to press it down, do you have a numb feeling after pressing it?"

Jing Jiaren felt: "It seems there is?"

"If it works, I'll massage your feet every night from now on."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip: "Actually, a servant can do it."

"The servant is as serious as I am?"

"If you give them money, they will be very serious."

Ximen Longting stared coldly: "Jing Jiaren, do you understand fun?"

"Understood..." Jing Jiaren nodded, "You want to touch my feet every day, this is the so-called 'Ximen Fun'."

Ximen Longting scoffed, and made no reply.

Jing Jia's heart warmed, watching him earnestly massage his thick eyelashes, but she knew that he wanted to serve her personally and do more things for her personally.

I'm really touched...

Cook for her, wash her underwear, give her a pedicure, give her...

What Ximen Longting could not do, he put down his figure, turned into an ordinary man in front of her, and tried his best to do it for her.

"What do you watch me do?"

He didn't look up, but it seemed that there were eyes on the top of his head.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were wet: "Thank you for doing so much for me... I'm really grateful... Even if my life is really short, I'm willing to do it."

Ximen Longting pressed it sullenly: "Speak human words!"

Jing Jiaren: "I am very happy now."

"That's about the same. Don't hang on to death all day long."

"Well, I'm really happy!" she repeated.

"That's enough," he pursed his lips, "as long as you feel happy, all my sacrifices will not be in vain!"

"I haven't thought of a solution to Xiaoyi's matter. Give me a few more days? It hurts...why are you starting to exert yourself again!"

"You didn't think for a moment that Leng Lintian would die?" His eyes were extremely cold.

"I didn't think of him, and I didn't mention him...you brought it up on your own initiative."

"Jing Jiaren, you are implying me by mentioning Xiaoyi—don't touch Leng Lintian. Do you think I can't understand your evasion?" He raised his handsome face, under the soft light, that face was even angry His appearance is also so handsome that all the gods are angry.

"Anyway, I still have time now, we are not in a hurry." Jing Jiaren said in a flattering tone.

Uncharacteristically, Ximen Longting did not argue with her, and said indifferently: "Okay, how many more days do you want?"

"One week." Jing Jiaren thought, he would definitely bargain with her, so the "price" was raised a bit.

Who knows, Ximen Longting agreed very readily: "That's one week."

"You agreed?" Jing Jiaren frowned.

"Yeah." At this time, after more than an hour of massage, Ximen Longting helped him wash off the massage oil with a special medicated bath soap...

"Sit still, I'll fetch water!"

Seeing him carry the dirty basin into the bathroom, Jing Jiaren frowned as she dried her wet feet.

It shouldn't be like this, Ximen Longting's personality - he would never compromise on Leng Lintian's matter so easily!

In the past two days, he didn't say a word to Leng Lintian, and he cooperated extremely with her "stickiness".