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

Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows tightly, she should have expected it a long time ago, how could Ximen Longting be so "obedient"?

Can't he even wait two days?

Jing Jiaren heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and wanted to ask clearly, but was afraid of angering Ximen Longting.

What if he doesn't admit it?In case he really didn't...

Instead, he angered him and refused to agree to wait another week, what should he do?

At night, nestled in Ximen Longting's arms, she couldn't fall asleep with a heavy heart on her mind.

Turned over.

A deep voice sounded above the head: "You are not asleep yet, want to do some sweating exercises?"

How could Jing Jiaren be in such a mood at this moment, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Jing Jiaren..."

He gently leaned against her ear and exhaled, "Are you asleep?"

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes and breathed evenly.

Ximen Longting hugged her and pressed her into his hot embrace, and then there was no movement.

Jing Jiaren froze, not daring to move, for fear of waking him up...

She was thinking in a mess all the time, she was thinking of a way to deal with Xiaoyi.

Of course, she really tried to think of a way these two days, but in the end she felt it was useless.

……

When Jing Jiaren was in a state of desperation, the arms around her abdomen were removed.

She felt him get up quietly, and the big bed creaked slightly.

Jing Jiaren was shocked, he had been pretending to be asleep?Waiting for her to fall asleep?

Ximen Longting picked up the bathrobe and put it on, glanced at Jing Jiaren who was curled up and sleeping, and turned to leave.

Hearing the door open and close again gently...

Jing Jiaren on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.

Could it be that in these two nights, he would get up quietly in the middle of the night while she was asleep?

Jing Jiaren's heart began to beat a drum!She vaguely knew what Ximen Longting was going to do...

……

In the cold and damp darkroom, bodyguards are guarding all the way, and no one else is allowed to come in - including Jing Jiaren.

"Master." "Master..."

The bodyguards all bowed their heads.

The door with a strong fishy smell opened, and an iron bed was added in the dark room, on which lay a wounded beautiful boy.

The white shirt was torn to pieces, and the long whips were stained with dried blood...

Not only that, Leng Lintian's right eye was completely swollen, his hair was tangled, and the tips of his hair were dyed a coquettish red with blood.

He was lying in bed with burns, burns, cuts... criss-cross wounds on his arms.

Totally out of shape.

In comparison, Xiao Yi was much better. As soon as Ximen Long Ting came in, a pair of eyes with bloodthirsty hatred fixed on him.

Ximen Longting smiled: "I didn't expect that the dignified young master Leng would be in my hands one day, and today will be the same!"

Winglet's jaw is dislocated - to keep her from yelling.

At this moment, an indistinct sound escaped from her throat.

From the look in her fierce eyes, she was scolding him...

Ximen Longting walked to the middle of the room, and a bodyguard immediately brought a chair and put it behind him.

"Master, sit down."

He sat with his legs crossed coldly, leaning on the armrest of the chair with one elbow: "Do you know what fun we will have tonight?"

"Clap clap."

Ximen Longting clapped his hands twice.

Cold applause sounded in the dark basement——

A bodyguard walked to the iron bed and grabbed a certain mechanism. Leng Lintian, who was in a coma, was hoisted by the entangled iron chains and slowly rose up.

Xiaoyi frantically began to struggle, like a mad dog, ready to pounce on Ximen Longting at any moment.

However, it didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.