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

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Wow... There was a flurry of strong winds, and it was raining outside.

In the rainy night, the roses that have withered and flowered are fluttering in disorder.

The bathroom door opened, and a strong white mist sprayed out...

Ximen Longting walked out with Jing Jiaren in his arms, placed her on the big bed, and wiped her white skin up and down with a bath towel.

Jing Jiaren found it very strange that this man who likes to touch everywhere treated her today—a rule unprecedented in history.

Shampoo and bathe her in a regular manner, and even avoid her double peaks on purpose.

And under her, he let her wash by herself.

Isn't that his favorite place to wash?

Normally, he would never let go of this opportunity, and would definitely take a bath with her.

Jing Jiaren pinched his chin and examined him.

Ximen Longting's breathing was very short, and his red eyes fixed on her: "Look what I'm doing?"

"You're weird today."

"eccentric?"

"You..." Jing Jiaren didn't know what to say, so she just said, "You're so honest tonight that you don't even touch me?"

Ximen Longting's breathing became tighter again, he quickly wiped her clean, turned around and opened the cabinet to pick up the pajamas.

Most of them were silk pajamas, but he chose an opaque white pajamas made of cotton.

Thinking of how he has been very polite to her for the past two days, he didn't move his hands...

Let her wear cotton pajamas.

Jing Jiaren looked at him strangely. Of course she knew very well whether he would react after they had been together for so long.

Lights out.

Ximen Longting also quickly lay down under the quilt. The room is in a constant temperature state, and the quilt is neither thin nor thick and comfortable throughout the year.

He usually likes to hug her when he sleeps, but these days he deliberately avoids keeping a distance.

Jing Jiaren turned over, listened to the frenzied rain outside the window, and moved closer to him.

His body was hot, and her fingers playfully caressed his chest.

Ximen Longting's body was obviously tensing up.

Jing Jiaren half-closed her eyes and asked, "Are you still angry?"

"No." His voice was deep.

"Then...why are you so weird?"

Ximen Longting's voice was a little hoarse: "Is it strange that I don't become a hungry wolf?"

"Hmph..." Jing Jiaren said, "It's not like you if you don't become a hungry wolf."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, are you angry?"

It was reasonable for him to be angry two nights ago, but today he brought Yi Baobei home and accepted her task of taking care of her.

Besides—

She recalled, her reaction tonight was normal.She didn't reject Yi Baobei's taking care of Leng Lintian, she agreed!

"Don't be so stingy as a man." Jing Jiaren stroked her hand back and forth.

Ximen Longting's breath became hotter and hotter, and some kind of frenzy surged in his body!

He suddenly grabbed her hand that was wandering around: "I'm not angry!"

Jing Jiaren closed her eyes and took a deep breath. His breath was like musk.

Quietly stretch out one foot, rubbing against the quilt...

Ximen Longting began to feel strange.

She hooked his thigh, then his calf, the inner thigh...

"Are you comfortable?" She didn't know what was going on tonight, she was in such good spirits that she couldn't sleep, so she just wanted to tease him.

There was silence in the space, with the sound of frantic thunder and rain.

After a long time, Ximen Longting's extremely suppressed voice came: "Don't make trouble."

"You didn't tell me, are you comfortable..."

"..."

"How about this? Is it comfortable?"

"..." The breath was disordered.

"Is that...comfortable?"