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

Jing Jiaren bit her lip, the pain in her heart for Ximen Longting became even greater.

Although these trophies are very powerful, what about the hard work behind them?

Ximen Longting lived a life without ego when he was a child, so he has no fun now.

No, she was his only pleasure.

Apart from the boring work and being with him, he has no enthusiasm for life.

Jing Jiaren pondered, how to make him more happy?

"Jing Jiaren, are you pitying me?" His breath was burning hot in her ear.

"Where is it?"

"Then don't look at me with such eyes!" Damn it!

Jing Jiaren froze for a moment, did she show that look?She loves this man, okay?

"I'm pitying myself, I only won two trophies, you have so many...compared to it, it's a small witch."

Ximen Longting: "..."

"When I was studying, I didn't like to participate in group activities. Even if I did, how much would I get?" Jing Jiaren hugged his arm flatteringly, "With such an excellent man by my side, I instantly felt so pitiful and inferior. !"

"Jing Jiaren, are you courting death?!" Ximen Longting squeezed her shoulders tightly, "My showcase will only display your awards from now on."

"What about these?"

"Throw it all away!"

"No, whether it's good or bad memories, these are your past. It's your Ximen Longting's past, and I will cherish it very much." Jing Jiaren hooked her lips with a smile, "After we get married, we will put these Are all the trophies transferred to our new home?"

Ximen Longting glanced at her unexpectedly.

"Your honor is mine! If you have nothing to do in the future, I will wipe the trophy for you."

"..."

"Wipe and wipe, and we will grow old."

Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "If you have that spare time, it would be more meaningful if you wipe me every day."

"You are so moody!"

"Want to be flirty?" He reached out and grabbed her clothes, "Wipe your benefits several times a day, I don't mind."

Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that the blanket fell to the ground because of his movement.

Instantly grabbed a book and patted it towards him: "Wolf with a big tail..."

Ximen Longting groaned in pain: "Woman, are you courting death?!"

……

At noon, Aunt Qu said that the young master refused to come out for lunch again, so he locked himself in a small room and asked him to take him into the house.

Jing Jiaren wanted to call her son in person, but was stopped by Ximen Longting.

"Too much pampering is pampering! The stomach is his, and he will eat when he is hungry."

"But……"

"eat fast!"

After the meal, she baked some snacks herself, peeled the fruit, and brought them to the small room.

SUN sat on the carpet with a lot of messy parts, body shells, tires, internal components...

He dismantled all the toy racing cars that Jian Chenche and Leng Aofeng gave him.

"SUN, why don't you have lunch? Mom made your favorite snack."

SUN's small body moved without even raising his head.

Still concentrating on matching the parts in hand.

In front of him, there is a children's tool box, screws, screwdrivers, wrenches...everything.

Jing Jiaren put down her food and walked up to him: "How long are you going to be mad at Mom?"

SUN silently carried his small body on his back: "It is enough for you to have an old man! Why are you looking for a young man!?" ≡￣﹏￣≡

As soon as it was exported, there was a strong sour smell.