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

SUN instantly turned into an angry little rhino!

He - just - also praised - Ximen Longting's -gene -

"You're disgusting."

"You're disgusting." Ximen Longting said coldly.

"You are disgusting!"

"Little disgusting."

"You are the most disgusting!" SUN.

"Disgusting." Ximen Longting glanced at him coldly.

……

Breakfast became a "disgusting" battlefield between father and son. Jing Jiaren suffocated a smile, sitting beside Ximen Longting, secretly paying attention to him from time to time.It seems that he should be the same as usual, and he is still in the mood to joke with his son.

"Ximen Longting, what did you dream about last night?"

Bang, the milk cup was placed heavily on the table.

Ximen Longting stared at her coldly: "Don't mention it again!"

"why?"

"It will work if you mention it early in the morning, forget it!"

How could he say that he dreamed that she was dead——

Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "Well, if this is the case, then let's forget about the unpleasant things. To forget the nightmare, cheers!"

She raised her milk glass and said in order to liven up the atmosphere.

Ximen Longting scoffed: "Cheers to the nightmare? You can be even more ridiculous!"

"What else?"

"Being a little disgusting for a little runt." He picked up the milk glass, "Cheers!"

SUN is going to be pissed off!A pair of eyes stared into red copper bells.

Ximen Longting stared at him sarcastically—why told him to laugh at his father so early in the morning?deserve it!

"Okay, cheers, cheers." Jing Jiaren was obviously flattering.

Now the whole family drinks milk, one cup each in the morning and evening to supplement nutrition.

Leng Lintian used his right hand indifferently, and Jing Jiaren really admired him—in such an embarrassing situation of being excluded, he could always maintain a calm demeanor.

As if he was the hero!

"Ximen Longting, what are you cooking in the kitchen?" Jing Jiaren heard the sound of the range hood.

Ximen Longting frowned: "Damn it!"

"Master, you continue to eat, I'll bring it over..."

A plate of cola chicken wings is what Jing Jiaren likes to eat - pregnant women like to eat weird things.

She seemed to be thinking about eating it the day before yesterday, and Ximen Longting said in a cold voice that such dishes are rubbish and not nutritious enough.

Unexpectedly, he woke up early this morning to help her...

"It's dark, it seems to be burnt." SUN poked his neck and took a look.

Ximen Longting coldly put a piece of chicken wing into his son's bowl——

"eat!"

Jing Jiaren was very surprised, this was the first time that Ximen Longting took the initiative to bring food to his son.

SUN was also a little flattered, with a reluctant expression on his face: "For the sake of your efforts to please me, SUN will save face!"

Take a bite.

Ximen Longting asked, "Can I eat it?"

"..." Jing Jiaren, does he have his son as a taster? !

The mood of surprise evaporates in an instant.

"I can't eat it!" Ximen Longting waved his hand.

Wilson is coming to carry it away.

"It's edible!" SUN continued to gnaw, "Although it looks ugly..." The taste is not bad.

Ximen Longting looked suspicious, seeing that SUN ate very well.

"I'll try." Jing Jiaren was about to stick out her chopsticks.

Ximen Longting opened her chopsticks: "I'll try first."

Ximen Longting, don't ask how kind you are to your son, just give him a small share of your love for me.

Jing Jiaren sighed slightly, his love was just too extreme, maybe it had something to do with the fact that he never enjoyed the love of his parents since he was a child.