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

Jing Jiaren's heartstrings twitched, and she held his face: "Me too..."

"Miss you." Before blurting out, the phone rang.

It belongs to Jing Jiaren.

Could it be her son calling her?Or warm hearted?

Jing Jiaren took out her mobile phone from her pocket, saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and answered without thinking, "Hello?"

"Place."

An unfamiliar male voice.

Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment before she realized: "Boss?"

"Ah."

"You are too late, the party is over, everyone went back." Jing Jiaren took a careful look at Ximen Longting, and sure enough his face began to darken.

"Got home?"

"No, I'm about to go back." Jing Jiaren replied subconsciously.

"Where is it?" His voice has been flat and sharp, as if asking casually.

"...What? You want to come over?"

"Sent you off," he added coldly after a pause, "By the way."

The surrounding atmosphere became more and more icy, and Ximen Longting completely turned into a refrigerator, biting Jing Jiaren viciously on the neck.

Jing Jiaren almost made a sound, that bastard's hand was wiped from under her pants...

Lifting up the skirt, stroking her sensitive areas through the pantyhose.

Jing Jiaren's whole body burst, and she almost made a strange sound, and quickly clamped her legs.

"No, I still have something to do here. I have a few friends going home together...bye."

Jing Jiaren finished speaking with difficulty, her voice was a little weird.

Before waiting for a reply, she hurriedly hung up——

Damn it, Ximen Longting was about to let out a whimper on purpose.

Jing Jiaren simply turned off the phone, threw the phone away, and grabbed Ximen Longting's caressing palm: "Stop making trouble."

Ximen Longting pressed her down and began to question: "Your boss?"

"Yes."

"man?"

"Haha..." Jing Jiaren smiled and pinched the vinegar barrel's handsome chin, "You have heard his voice, is it still a woman?"

"handsome or not?"

"You asked the same question as SUN, which shows how simple and naive your thinking is."

"Don't change the subject of me!"

Jing Jiaren kissed the vinegar bucket: "It's far worse than you, it's not at the same level at all."

Ximen Longting stared at her displeasedly: "It's best not to lie, I just move my fingers casually, and I'll find out after investigation."

"Ximen Longting, didn't you let me live my own life? I have already dressed up like this to go to work, what are you still afraid of? Could it be that you are afraid that your boss will take a fancy to me?"

Ximen Longting stared at her deeply: "He said he would send you off!"

"He said it was by the way, and he is probably around here."

"Excuse!"

"have a bee in one's bonnet……"

"I'm a man, I understand a man's mind better than you!"

Jing Jiaren hugged him, and provocatively kissed him on the lips: "How much do you understand? Huh? Tell me... What does he like about me? Even if he likes me, I will abandon you and take him Is it? We all have children..."

When mentioning children, Jing Jiaren thought of the divination of tarot cards.

Asked tentatively: "Ximen Longting, what if this child can be born healthy?"

"Nature is best."

"Really?" Jing Jiaren rolled her lips and breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you didn't accept him at all. What if he's a boy..."

The space turned sharply downward in an instant, and Ximen Longting stared at her sullenly: "Let him roll at a constant speed!"

"What a high-end rolling method..."