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

"Whose phone number?" Ximen Longting stood in front of her holding milk.

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses and stroked her hair: "It's nothing, it's a colleague who asked me where I put the materials."

Ximen Longting stared at her suspiciously: "Isn't it your boss?"

"No."

"Male colleague?"

"Female," Jing Jiaren sighed, shaking her phone, "Do you want to check?"

Ximen Longting sat down: "I'm not that boring."

People are like this, the more they hide their cell phones, the more they want to know what secrets are inside.

On the contrary, Jing Jiaren is so open-minded, Ximen Longting is not interested...

Jing Jiaren threw the phone on the coffee table: "Didn't you heat it in the microwave?"

Ximen Longting frowned: "Hurry up and rinse your mouth!"

"What if I don't rinse my mouth... If I don't rinse, you dare not kiss me?"

Ximen Longting came over and pinched her chin.

Kissed her lips violently, squeezed into her lips, and stirred wantonly and boldly!

Jing Jiaren didn't expect him to be so sudden, and was a little stunned...

Ximen Longting kissed her deeply to tell her that even if she really turned into a jar of pickled garlic, he would not despise her!

Jing Jiaren was a little moved in her heart, afraid of being seen by Sun, she parted her lips first.

"Enough, I know you don't dislike me..."

Ximen Longting's complexion was extremely bad: "...It really stinks."

"Garlic is obviously fragrant, I really don't understand you father and son."

Jing Jiaren took the milk cup on the coffee table, took a small sip, and stayed in her mouth for a while.

Over there, SUN came contentedly holding a baby bottle.

A family of three sits on the sofa, each holding a glass of milk, letting the aroma evaporate in the air...

"Are you staying overnight tonight?"

"Ah."

"When will you leave tomorrow?"

"What, you want to drive me away?"

"Why are you always so sensitive, I'm asking."

"Tomorrow you weekend, I will stay with you."

"No!" SUN immediately protested.

Ximen Longting knew that SUN would not agree, but he heard a repeated sound from Jing Jiaren in unison: "Not good."

Ximen Longting's face was sullen: "Jing, Jia, Ren!"

"I have to work overtime tomorrow, so I don't have time..." Jing Jiaren coaxed softly, "You know I've just started my career, and I have to be busy with a lot of things."

"You want to work without a husband!?"

"What did you say... We are in an underground relationship now, we are always tired of being together, and we will be discovered by Ji Ziang's eyeliner." Jing Jiaren stroked his cheek, "Boss Ximen, the days ahead are still long, you won't look at me." So shallow?"

Ximen Longting pursed his thin lips lightly, feeling very displeased.

"Okay, just have a smile."

SUN made an emoticon about to vomit: "The old man wants the queen to coax him, shame!" (@=.[email protected])

Ximen Longting stared over suddenly: "Looking for death!?"

SUN actually pouted his little butt: "Come and hit me."

Ximen Longting was about to stand up, but was grabbed by Jing Jiaren: "Why do you keep making trouble with your son?"

"He provoked me!"

"Mature, stable." Jing Jiaren patted his chest, "Be like a father."

"I am Lao Tzu, so I can beat him anytime and anywhere!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

In the evening, as usual, he put his son to sleep first, and then Ximen Longting would do evil things.

After SUN drank the milk, the whole body smelled of milk, so sweet that one couldn't help but take a bite.