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

Jing Jiaren glanced back, there was no Ximen Longting's clothes here, so he came out wrapped in a towel.

With a bare chest and a concentric lock around his neck.

He put one arm around her, rubbing the other between her shoulder and neck.

There's just something about his fingers that's so alluring just to touch...

What's more, his breath became heavier and heavier, and he lowered his head to kiss her hair and ears from time to time.

Jing Jiaren almost couldn't stretch herself a few times and tried her best to stiffen her back. She didn't want to burn the good beef just like that.

"Ximen Longting!"

"Huh?" The man's provocative voice.

"Take out the prepared dishes."

In an instant, the good atmosphere turned sharply——

Ximen Longting said darkly, "I've become a servant again now?"

"Is it that difficult to ask you to do something for me?"

"Electrician, coolie, slave, servant...I am whatever you want me to be."

"It's almost there."

"You can even turn into a cowherd at night."

"...Ximen Longting, you can actually be even more depraved."

The meals are all ready, not very luxurious, compared to the usual living with Ximen Longting, it can be said to be shabby.

But there is an indescribable warmth coming out.

"Queen, help SUN wash his hands." SUN hugged Jing Jiaren's leg and began to act like a baby.

Usually he will wash himself very well.

As soon as he met Ximen Longting, he became very coquettish.

"The Queen washed SUN's hands..." She twisted her buttocks while talking.

Jing Jiaren picked him up, a three-year-old child, sometimes he can't ask too much of him——

After entering the kitchen, Simon Boss followed in with a dark face.

SUN stood on the chair and bent over, stretching out his little hands, Jing Jiaren washed his little hands with hand sanitizer.

Suddenly SUN glanced back, raised his lips towards Ximen Longting, and smiled wickedly.

Provoked by the dwarf!

Jing Jiaren took a towel and wiped it clean for him: "Okay baby, it's clean!"

"Wash my hands!" Ximen Longting's commanding voice came.

Jing Jiaren almost thought she heard it wrong: "You?"

"Woman, don't you understand me?"

When SUN stands there, he is cute even if he is not cute.

And if Ximen Longting wants to be cute, he will be very annoying...

"Don't make me repeat it a second time!" Ximen Longting said beggingly!

"How old are you and you still have the nerve to ask me to help you wash your hands!?"

SUN also laughed happily: "This is the consequence of casual imitation! Do you think you are also a three-year-old child?"

"Can't wash it?" Ximen Longting took a step forward, the whole dangerous air pressure and the gloomy shadow overlapped Jing Jiaren's body.

"Okay...you can wash it, you can!" Jing Jiaren sighed, "Sun, your father didn't have a complete childhood, and mother must help him make up for it, don't laugh at him..."

SUN pouted: "Then I have to drink the bottle after dinner, so does he?"

"Then..." Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Longting, "No."

"court death--!?"

Ximen Longting's face was displeased, and he started to throw water at the mother and child with his wet hands.

SUN hurriedly protected his little face: "Don't leave your bad luck to me!"

"Bad luck?" Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows viciously, "Where did the bad luck come from?"

"You look very unlucky..."

"Jing Jiaren, son, is this how you teach?!"

"My son is like you..."