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

SUN stared wide-eyed, looked at Jing Jiaren, then at Ximen Longting, his lips pursed.

"However, I never take back dirty things." Ximen Longting had an expression of "giving you alms".

"I o(>﹏<)o don't want it..."

SUN stuffed the racing car that was held in his arms like a baby into Jing Jiaren's hands, and angrily climbed onto the bed, wrapping his small body in the quilt.

Jing Jiaren held the toy racing car and looked at Ximen Longting helplessly: "Why do you always bully your son?"

"..."

"It's obviously for him, so can't you be honest? Ximen Longting, this is the first gift you gave your son. Do you know how happy he is? How much you cherish it?"

Even though he was sleepy, his son kept waiting for him to get out of the shower just to play with him.

Because he couldn't lose face, he put on a small waist and used coldness to disguise his expectations...

Jing Jiaren knew her son very well, and she could see his thoughts at a glance.

Ximen Longting lowered his eyes, and after a while, he said angrily, "It's my first time being a father!"

"...SO?"

I don't know how to get along, how to deal with it.

Jing Jiaren was stunned, and smiled helplessly again: "Then you made your son angry, so go and coax him."

"How to coax?"

"How do you coax me usually? Just be a little more shameless."

"..."

"Actually, as long as you take the initiative to talk to him, he won't be angry." Jing Jiaren smiled slightly, "I'm going to make milk, you go and coax your son, I won't help you!"

Ximen Longting: "..."

"Ximen Longting, attitude is everything, come on!" Jing Jiaren gloated and compared her fists.

Ximen Long's face stinks.

Jing Jiaren deliberately walked away, picked up a delicate cup and mixed it with milk and sugar...

Ximen Boss was silent for a while, then finally got up and walked towards the big bed.The expression on that face was like going to war.

He grabbed the quilt with his big hands and lifted it hard.

SUN curled up with a small body, and met Ximen Longting's eyes, Baozi's face puffed up, and he turned around.

"Slave, hammer my back!" Ximen Longting opened his mouth... full of his usual strong style.

"Humph."

"Don't beat your back, don't want to sleep tonight, get out of here!" Ximen Longting grabbed SUN's arm and lifted him up to sit up.

"Humph."

"Knead and massage my back more..." Ximen lay on the bed and pointed to his back.

SUN rolled his big eyes, and sat on Ximen Longting's back, his little hands beat wildly with hammers in retaliation.

"That's all it takes?"

SUN drummed up his breath.

"Didn't you eat tonight?"

Knock knock knock!

"Tickling me?"

SUN stood up and stepped on his back with two little feet.

"The stinky feet stepped on my back too? You rebelled! Your massage skills are really bad!" Ximen Longting's deep and majestic voice sounded.But every time he peels off his lines, he will find that he is so childish.

Really good at disguising!

"Humph!" ╭(╯^╰)╮

Jing Jiaren shook her head, and filled a tray with three glasses of milk. Of course, there were also two toy racing cars on the tray.

"Sun, this is a present from Dad."

"Does he really want to send it?"

"Well, I really want to, really want to!" Jing Jiaren said.

"Okay then, I'm reluctant to accept it." SUN excitedly stepped on it with his foot, and pointed to the bedside table with his little finger, "Put it there!"