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

The man's fiery lips pressed against her ear, and exhaled: "He is very tolerant."

A voice that only two people can hear.

Jing Jiaren's lower lip was bitten with traces of innocence.

Leng Lintian woke up tomorrow, wondering why he endured it?

"Ready?" Ximen Longting smiled wickedly, and unzipped her clothes...

Because one hand was handcuffed to Leng Lintian, it was inconvenient for Jing Jiaren to put on and undress.

The original clothes on her were all torn off by Ximen Longting.

And her newly changed clothes even had zippers on the sleeves...

Ximen Longting is specially customized.

The white skin appeared, and Ximen Longting lowered his proud head.

Jing Jiaren's straight and slender legs were stretched out, and her toes were slightly tiptoed...

She always thought she was tall, but when she stood in front of Ximen Longting, she immediately became much shorter than him.

In particular, his entire body is twice as horizontal as hers, and he feels extremely secure.

A strong arm lifted her body, hanging over him.

Jing Jiaren held his neck. When will this evil man stop?

If Leng Lintian can bear it all the time, will he continue?

He's crazy, she can't be crazy with him.

"Enough is enough, okay?" She leaned into his ear and asked softly.

He moved wickedly to show his displeasure!

Jing Jiaren frowned slightly, and pinched his ears with her hands: "Ximen Longting, you are really a rascal for doing this."

"I'm a rascal?" Ximen Longting frowned coldly, "Isn't he a rascal who pesters you? Jing Jiaren, you've always only thought of him!"

Ximen Longting just vented on himself until the last bit of strength was drained from her.

Nothing moved in the closet.

Ximen Longting put her on the ground, and rolled his lips coldly: "You bastard."

At this level, he can bear to hide in it!

"He didn't show much affection for you." Ximen Longting said proudly, "At least I don't love you."

Jing Jiaren breathed out: "Well, whatever you say is what..."

"Disagree?" His eyes were sharp.

"I agree...Of course I agree."

"Sound so perfunctory?!"

"Where have I been perfunctory?" Jing Jiaren hooked her lips, "So you don't have to pay attention to him at all."

Although she doesn't think so...

Leng Lintian has always been introverted, unlike Ximen Longting who likes to use violence to solve problems.

She thought that Leng Lintian would hold grudges...

After wiping Jing Jiaren's whole body clean with a wet towel, Ximen Longting rearranged her clothes.

Jing Jiaren was so tired that she couldn't stand up straight. Although Ximen Longting was very gentle, it took too long...

Pulling open the cabinet with his slender hand, Ximen Longting kicked the person inside: "Pretend to be dead, get out!"

There was no sound.

Ximen Longting was about to kick him again, but Jing Jiaren took his hand: "Can you solve it without violence!?"

"He pretended to be dead!"

"Let me see……"

Jing Jiaren separated Ximen Longting with her body, looking like in a closet, Leng Lintian was leaning in the corner, her whole head drooping, powerless.

Open the cabinet door a little more, and the leg he was forced to bend slipped out.

It doesn't look like it's faked, and it's impossible to fake it.

"Is he still drunk?" Jing Jiaren was surprised!So tonight's show is not a waste of time?

Ximen Longting sneered: "How is that possible!?"

When Leng Lintian was carried into the cabinet, his hands were clenched into fists, what should an unconscious person have?