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

Leng Lintian held her shoulders, dragged her around a corner, and pushed her to the bathroom door.

"Wait, change of clothes..."

"I'll get it."

Leng Lintian turned around and went to the closet, picked two pieces from it and asked, "Which one do you want to wear?"

"The most conservative one!"

"..."

Jing Jiaren found a thread in the bathroom, tied the cross key and tied it around her neck.

The cross key hit the concentric lock on her neck, and she touched the chain unconsciously—Ximen Longting, how does it feel to be a baby daddy?It is very tiring to take care of your son, and you have to feel it...

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Jing Jiaren changed into her pajamas.

Cotton white pajamas with wide cuffs, in the style of more than 20 years ago.

Wearing the clothes in front of Ms. Jane, Jing Jiaren was very uncomfortable, but there was nothing she could do...

In the room, most of the books were on the floor, and while Leng Lintian was flipping through them, he casually rearranged the books on the bookshelf.

There are so many books, it will take at least a lot of time to check each one and put them back.

"How can I help?"

"sleep."

"I'm not sleepy yet." Jing Jiaren walked in the room, pulling the desk drawer to check if it was in it.

It's a pity that the drawers in the entire room have been checked, and Jing Jiaren found nothing...

Looking up, I saw Leng Lintian holding a book, staring at her deeply.

"What's wrong?" Jing Jiaren frowned defensively.

Leng Lintian came back to his senses, and said lightly: "It's very similar."

"..."

Naturally, it means that she is wearing this pajamas, like Miss Jane in the past, right?

"Did you remember something?"

"The memory fragments of a moment, flash by." Leng Lintian picked up the next book and flipped through it.

Jing Jiaren asked, "Leng Lintian, I've always wanted to ask you a question—"

"Ah."

"You have special feelings for me, is it because of maternal love, or?" Jing Jiaren pursed her dry lips, "I really don't understand why you want to treat a married woman with a child, She's still pregnant...has such an obsession?"

"Ask me? It's still Leng Lintian from the past!"

"Is there a difference?"

"If you ask me now, when I have no impression of my mother at all, I only have feelings for you." He said with a lick of his lips, "What's more, your face was not what it is now..."

That's right, why?

"It feels," he thought deeply, "it feels right, everything is right."

"OK, let's stop this topic."

Jing Jiaren was afraid that if the conversation continued, Leng Lintian would say something that should not be said.

The night gradually became quiet, Jing Jiaren fiddled with the books on the bookshelf boredly, while Leng Lintian was arranging the bookshelves.

"Still sleeping?" Leng Lintian finally said, "You have been checked four or five times, do you need a sixth time?"

Jing Jiaren raised her bright eyes: "Otherwise, I don't do anything? I feel very reserved."

"I put you to sleep."

"I'm waiting for you to finish."

"Why, do you want to sleep with me?" Leng Lintian smiled meaningfully.

Jing Jiaren ruthlessly said: "It's you in this room, I don't want to sleep at ease. I'm waiting for you to finish your work and go out!"

"Get out? You want my grandma and grandpa to see me kicked out by my wife and sleep on the sofa!?" Leng Lintian stared at her rascally.

"Then I don't care..."

"Do you want to see the disappointment and questioning expression of the second elder?" He raised his eyebrows.