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

"What do you want to engrave on this?" He also learned to change the subject.

"Isn't there two trophies, you engrave one for me, and I engrave one for you." This is the most meaningful.

Ximen Longting glanced at her: "Your mind is finally not just for display."

"Call me stupid in disguise? How stupid am I?"

"I was not smart at all, but my brain became even more blunt after pregnancy."

"Where am I blunt!?"

"Cultivate yourself a rival in love, who is not stupid if you are not?" Ximen Longting's cool eyes fell on Xiao Mi's face.

I saw the little baby lying on the crib, just looking at Ximen Longting obediently. Seeing him looking over, he immediately parted his toothless lips and smiled happily.

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Jing Jiaren: "Ximen Longting, you are enough, narcissism must have a limit."

Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes coldly, this stupid woman!

He has been making out with Xiao Mi these days, how dare she not be jealous!

"Besides, I don't even look at your age."

Not to mention the relationship between uncle and niece, they are just a round older.

When Xiao Mi grows up, Ximen Longting will be old!

Moreover, Xiao Mi is only so young, liking someone is a very pure attachment.Just like a puppy loves its owner.

How can there be so much mess.

"However, I was worried that at that time... SUN grew up and became the second you, and then became attached to Xiao Mi." Jing Jiaren sighed old-fashionedly, "My son has always said that he will marry Xiao Mi when he grows up. Don't send her away."

"..."

"It's also for my son's happiness that I hope you can keep Xiaomi."

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "Don't tell me you really want to keep her as a child bride?"

"Ximen Longting, you are crazy! They are related by blood!"

Ximen Longting paused his fingers: "If not?"

if there is not?

"That can be considered..." Jing Jiaren said casually.

Ximen Longting's eyes suddenly became gloomy: "Jing Jiaren, do you think I will agree to Leng Aofeng's daughter marrying my Ximen Longting's son? Wishful thinking! I will be dreaming in my next life!"

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Isn't that an if? The premise is that Ximen Longying is not your sister."

Ximen Longting held the trophy, the light reflected on his handsome face.

Jing Jiaren didn't notice the complicated expression on his face. It seemed that his memory had been traced back to a far-reaching place, and he was a little lost in thought...

"Since the first article is not true, of course there will be no follow-up."

"..."

"Hey, Ximen Longting...you go over there, don't see my engraved words."

Ximen Longting came back to his senses, what his well-understood red eyes wanted to say, but finally forbeared.

"Jing Jiaren, I absolutely do not agree that my descendants have anything to do with Leng Aofeng."

"..."

"Leng Lintian won't do either!"

Jing Jiaren gave him a strange look: "What's wrong with you? They say Xiaomi is related by blood."

"Can you guarantee that the Leng family brothers will have no other offspring?"

This... the future is so long, how can we guarantee it?

Jing Jiaren laughed and said, "Got it, hurry up, I'm going to start lettering."

She has measured the distance and put on protective glasses with a magnifying glass function.

Fortunately, the servant bought two sets of tools, and one is a spare...

Ximen Longting took the spare tools to the cabinet by the window.

After a long distance, Jing Jiaren looked back at him: "I'm about to engrave a letter, so you're not allowed to come over and take a peek."