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

With a big palm, he lifted Leng Lintian up: "Wake up."

"..."

"I fucking know you're pretending to be asleep!"

"Ximen Longting, can you calm down!?" Jing Jiaren grabbed his sleeve, "Can't you calm down? He is so sick, how can you torture him!?"

Ximen Longting's anger rushed up.

"I really hate that you are so impulsive... You are unreasonable and self-righteous!" Jing Jiaren couldn't hold back.

In the next second, the space was instantly silent.

Ximen Longting let go, and Leng Lintian fell back on the bed softly.

At that moment, he saw Leng Lintian's eyelids move clearly...

Her purple lips were slightly pursed, but there seemed to be a mocking smile in the corner of her eyes.

Ximen Longting squinted his eyes, resisting the urge to wrinkle his fist.

The more enraged he is now, the more he has been fooled by Leng Lintian.

Once you attack Leng Lintian, you will push Jing Jiaren further away!

Ximen Longting suddenly cracked his lips and smiled - that's right, playing to sow discord by pinching his soft-hearted personality of a woman.

If Leng Lintian had just rushed out of the cabinet and confronted Ximen Longting head-on, he would have no advantage...

After all, Jing Jiaren is Ximen Longting's woman, so he can be as affectionate as he wants.

"Ximen Longting, can you be more magnanimous once in a while? Be a mature man?"

Ximen Longting gave Jing Jiaren a cold look, turned around and strode away without saying a word...

Jing Jiaren wanted to follow, but the handcuffs caught her, damn it!

Bang, the door slammed loudly!

Ximen Longting must wish to tear down all the doors...

"Is his high fever serious?" Jing Jiaren could only focus on this one first, after all, Leng Lintian's condition was even worse.

"If it's not serious, it's serious..." The doctor said holding the medicine, "If it's dealt with in time, it won't be serious. If it's not handled properly..."

"Then what are you waiting for, deal with him quickly. If something happens to him, I will trouble you."

The doctor hurriedly began to treat Leng Lintian's wound.

Jing Jiaren sat on the sidelines and watched, helping out with scissors from time to time...

There was fine sweat on Leng Lintian's forehead, and the wound seemed to involve his pain.

Jing Jiaren picked up a towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

At this moment, the door was kicked open with a bang.

The door, which was already crumbling, was also killed...

Ximen Longting walked in aggressively from outside.

Jing Jiaren frowned, what did he want to do?

He walked up to her gloomyly, pulled a chair beside her and sat down, grabbed the towel Jing Jiaren was holding, and wiped Leng Lintian's sweat on her behalf.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, as if seeing an alien: "What are you doing?"

"He wants to play tricks and provoke our feelings," Ximen Longting said coldly, "I just won't let him do what he wants!"

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Jing Jiaren: "Well, you can row a boat in your prime minister's stomach."

Ximen Longting's face was dark and full of murderous intent.

The hand that wiped Leng Lintian was very hard...

Wipe vigorously in one place all the way.

Bug's towel rubbed against Leng Lintian's forehead, and soon it turned red...

"Enough, are you wiping his sweat, or are you trying to wipe off a piece of his skin?" Jing Jiaren sighed, "If you can't relax, don't pretend to be generous."

"Don't provoke me! It's useless!" His voice was obscure, "I'm just impulsive, unreasonable, and self-righteous."