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

"Aren't you dizzy from the high fever?" Jing Jiaren smiled, "Drink the milk and go to bed early."

"Uh... Queen, are you coming to step on it too?"

"I stepped on it, plus your brother, his bones are going to fall apart."

"Brother?" SUN's eyes widened instantly.

A terrifying and dull murderous aura emanated from Ximen Longting's whole body...

Jing Jiaren coughed twice, and quickly changed the subject: "Come on, father and son both drank the milk and went to bed early."

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Early the next morning, Wilson sent a set of clothes for SUN to wash.

Jing Jiaren lay lazily on the bed, watching SUN pick up the suit and compare it to her body: "Queen, this dress is so strange."

"Well, the style is from the last century..." Jing Jiaren reached out and touched it, "The material is super good."

"The size is right, SUN seems to be able to wear it!"

Ximen Longting hooked his fingers: "Come here."

Jing Jiaren teased, "You want to dress your son?"

Originally, I was just teasing him, but I didn't expect him to wear it for my son, and his hands and feet are also neat, probably Xiaomi has experienced it.

Soon, the neat and handsome little SUN appeared.

He was dressed in a dark green prince's suit with gold buttons, a badge pinned to his chest, small white gloves, and a pair of black riding boots.

Noble and arrogant, he is worthy of the blood of the Ximen family!

"(╯﹏╰) It's so hot."

"Yeah, it's too rigid to dress so formally in summer."

Ximen Longting fastened the last button: "It makes sense for me to let him wear it like this."

Wilson knocked on the door again: "Master, here are the tools."

Jing Jiaren pulled up the quilt: "Come in."

What Wilson brought was a set of hairdressing tools, which were laid out one by one in front of the dressing table.

"What, you want to cut your son's hair?"

"Ah."

"SUN don't want it!" SUN immediately covered his head with both hands, "SUN is very satisfied with this head."

"I am your master, you must obey what I say." It turned out that Ximen Longting's bet last night had a purpose.

SUN pouted and looked at Jing Jiaren, Jing Jiaren nodded and said, "The hair is too long, it's more handsome if you cut it shorter."

"It's not that SUN doesn't want to cut it, it's because he hasn't seen a professional barber!"

"I'm the most professional, come here." Ximen Longting was already standing in front of the makeup mirror, looking at the tools.

SUN looked at Ximen Longting with distrust, and then turned his eyes on Jing Jiaren for help.

Jing Jiaren hesitated for a moment, no matter what Ximen Longting did, he must have his reasons——

"You really know how to cut?"

"No time, don't dawdle!"

"SUN, cut it, if it breaks, I will make your father's hairstyle even uglier!"

With Jing Jiaren's guarantee, SUN reluctantly agreed.

Ximen Longting performed the operation, tied an apron on SUN, and wet SUN's hair with a watering can, which looked quite professional.

Jing Jiaren was about to praise, when Ximen Longting picked up something like a bowl and put it on SUN's head.

Presumably to keep the excess hair from not being cut.

SUN held a bowl on his head, and instantly made a bitter face: "How is this going to be cut?!"

"Ximen Longting, really don't mess around... If I make my son ugly, it will be very difficult for me to resist, and I will be forced to make you ugly too."

"Crap!"