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

Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes slightly, Ximen Longting.

Damn!

Wherever there is Leng Lintian, there is Ximen Longting.And where there are these two men, there will be a war of gunpowder.

Whatever you are afraid of, it seems that today's battle cannot be avoided.

Jing Jiaren frowned, and soon breathed a sigh of relief.Either way, escaping doesn't solve the problem at all.

What Ximen Longting said is correct, Leng Lintian will always think about her because she used to be sloppy and ambiguous, which gave Leng Lintian hope.

Seeing the man with a dark face, getting closer and closer like a Rakshasa, Jing Jiaren couldn't help but find it funny.

When he approached, she automatically stepped forward and straightened his collar: "What's the matter, come over aggressively, who messed with you again?"

Ximen Longting's face was dark and dark, and the fists hanging by his sides were creaking.

Jing Jiaren trimmed his collar pretending to be affectionate: "It's so hot, and you're still wearing such thick clothes, it looks like you're sweating all over."

Ximen Longting glanced down at Jing Jiaren——

In the past, this woman would only avoid suspicion.

Today, he took the initiative to show his favor to Leng Lintian in front of him!

Jing Jiaren wiped his sweat with her hand, as if she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I was going to come to the villa here today to see if there is any clue about Miss Jane, who knows that I happened to meet Young Master Leng. "

She calls out distantly.

Jing Jiaren turned her face and glanced at Leng Lintian: "So Master Ximen took him to live here."

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows.No wonder the two met each other—the anger immediately dissipated most of it.

"Why are you wearing men's clothes!"

"My skirt got caught by flower thorns accidentally," Jing Jiaren hugged the hem of the skirt, "The fabric is really bad, the whole skirt is torn..."

Ximen Longting saw her messy skirt with roses stuck to it.

"Don't run around if you have nothing to do." Ximen Longting took off her coat and casually threw it on Leng Lintian's body, and his warning and dangerous eyes moved over.

Leng Lintian took the jacket and put it on his hand, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth, he faced Ximen Longting directly.

I saw Boss Ximen take off his coat and quickly put it on Jing Jiaren's body.

Jing Jiaren smiled and held Ximen Longting's hand: "Let's go."

Ximen Longting glanced at Leng Lintian coldly, wrapped Jing Jiaren in his arms, turned around and was about to leave.

Jing Jiaren took a breath...

It seems that her attitude avoided a dispute.

However, after walking a few steps, Leng Lintian's calm voice came: "Brother, help me take good care of my sister-in-law these few days."

The phrase "brother" and "sister-in-law" is the ultimate irony.

Ximen Longting's figure stopped immediately.

"Pregnant women are not suitable for walking around in such hot weather... What if there is danger? Then, how can you be responsible for me?"

Every sentence, it seems that Jing Jiaren belongs to him.

Ximen Longting turned around.

Leng Lintian stood there leisurely, shrugged: "By the way, brother, I wish you and your sister-in-law a happy wedding in advance."

"Leng Lintian!" Jing Jiaren shouted suddenly, "Have you had enough fun?"

Every sentence is ironic and provocative——

Ximen Longting's personality is the least exciting.

"Not enough," he stared deeply at Jing Jiaren, "I can't put it down for you, and I can never get enough of it."