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

"I haven't thought of it yet, I'll tell you when I think about it."

"You want me to let you go?"

"No, I know you won't let me go!"

"Apart from running away, anything I can do, I will satisfy you."

What Jing Jiaren was waiting for was this sentence: "Is what you said true? This is the last time I believe you. You know, when a person loses his integrity, it is the beginning of his distrust. If you still lie to me this time, I will I will never trust you again!"

Ximen Longting smiled slowly: "The consequences seem to be very serious."

Jing Jiaren didn't know whether he cared about her trust, but she didn't have any chips to gamble, and she could only trust him once.

"Then, for the close-fitting dance, the prop is the gentleman on the sofa." Jing Jiaren ordered Ashley.

As expected of a professional receptionist, Ashley walked over immediately and twisted her shoulders around Ximen Longting.

From time to time, he stroked his firm cheeks, his neck, stretched in from his open neckline, and stroked his strong and powerful chest.

The chubby chest also seemed to stick to him, rubbing against him and teasing him.

Ximen Longting's gaze was calm and leisurely, showing no abnormalities at all.

It is estimated that this man often hangs around romantic places and is used to it.

Jing Jiaren said in a deep voice, "For the bench dance, the props are also the same gentleman."

Ashley sat down coquettishly, her round buttocks swept and rubbed against Ximen Longting's thighs.

Grabbing his tie with one hand, breathing back and forth around him ambiguously...

A very ambiguous atmosphere was quickly created in the small private room.

Jing Jiaren felt blushed just looking at it, but Ximen Longting sat still, with a leisurely smile on his lips.

Look at his crotch——

No tent was pitched.

Ximen Longting smiled hoarsely: "Where are you looking?"

Jing Jiaren was caught in the bag, and her face was embarrassed: "Change to a striptease!"

Ashley stretched out her hand and hooked it, and the clothes supporting her chest were immediately opened, and two fleshy balls popped out...

Jing Jiaren had no face to look at them anymore, she turned her head away and looked at the scenery outside the revolving restaurant.The restaurant moved slowly at the top of the hotel, and the bustling scenery of the entire Z City was unobstructed.

Jing Jiaren felt an aggressive and oppressive feeling in the air.

After waiting for a long time, nothing happened that she expected, so she couldn't help asking: "Has he reacted?"

Ashley's panting voice came: "no!"

It seems that the receptionist girl couldn't hold back anymore, she was dazed by Ximen Longting's charm and tallness...

Jing Jiaren gritted her teeth: "Can you serve him with your hands?"

Ashley was delighted, she had longed for that big thing for a long time...

The little hand was about to pull on the trouser chain, when a cold and hard aura rushed over, Ximen Longting's palm viciously strangled her wrist.

"Oh sir, it hurts, please let go."

Ximen Longting's eyes were as heavy as the surface of a stormy sea.

Although she knew that Jing Jiaren didn't love her, she could actually tolerate other women caressing him in front of her and touching him...

The dignity of a man is challenged by the most authoritative!

"Sir, sir, my hand is about to break..."

Jing Jiaren turned her head and saw Ximen Longting's dark and terrifying expression: "Why, you can't help it, so you started to get angry?"

Ximen Longting's icy voice: "Woman, do you know what you are doing?"