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

Ximen Longting took the needle from the doctor, with a cold light in the corner of his eyes: "I'll come in person."

"What do you want to do?"

"This is a hangover agent. After injecting him, he will be sobered up in 20 minutes..."

Ximen Longting bent down and injected the needle into Leng Lintian's skin...

There are only a few wall lamps in the room, and the warm light is charming.

Leng Lintian sat on the ground with his back facing the end of the bed, his back was bent deeply, and his right hand was placed on his neck.

Slowly began to wake up, facing a large luxurious mirror.

Looking at him in Luo Kuo in the mirror, he slowly raised his head, shaking his fine hair.

Seeing myself dejected in the mirror, and on the luxurious big bed behind her——

Jing Jiaren put her hands on top of her head, handcuffing Leng Lintian's...

Her long hair hung down, some hanging down to the end of the bed.

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The storm is sweeping...

An hour later, Jing Jiaren's whole body was sore and limp, but Ximen Longting's eyes were shining brightly, and his fighting power was still very strong.

They all knew that Leng Lintian was awake, but was he pretending to be asleep?He can bear it!

What on earth was Leng Lintian thinking! ?Jing Jiaren bit her lip, unable to figure it out.

Handcuffing each other like this, apart from suffering and being humiliated, is there no benefit to him? !

"Tired from this posture?" Ximen Longting asked in a hoarse voice.

"Huh?" Jing Jiaren didn't react...

"Let's change to a more playful pose."

more fun?Jing Jiaren's lame eyebrows—her hands were handcuffed to Leng Lintian, and she couldn't move casually except in this position.

After persisting for an hour, she did feel that the hands above her head were tired...

But the whole body is tired after being played with.

Ximen Longting wrapped him and Jing Jiaren in a blanket, called out a few words, and the bodyguard guarding the door walked in.

Ximen Longting coldly pointed at Leng Lintian and asked them to lift him up.

Moving to a closet, the bodyguard opened it and put Leng Lintian in.

When Ximen Longting closed the closet door, his gaze fell lazily on Leng Lintian's hanging hand——

He clenched his fist tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.

With a flick of his mouth, he asked the bodyguard to bring a chair and put it in front of the cabinet door!

Due to the pressure of the handcuffs, the cabinet door could not be closed, and there was a gap.

Ximen Longting pressed Jing Jiaren against the crack of the door...