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

Jing Jiaren looked at his cold, stinky face, and for some reason, she always found it funny every time she saw it.

"Ximen Longting, sit here. Hurry up."

Ximen Longting sat down in the anti-rust single iron chair with great reluctance.

Jing Jiaren praised: "You're so good, take off your clothes first."

Ximen Longting pulled off his clothes and threw them on the ground viciously.

Jing Jiaren continued to praise: "You're so good, take off your pants now."

Ximen Longting gritted his teeth: "You think I'm a dog!?"

A command and a movement... It's almost a stroking on his head as a compliment.

Jing Jiaren smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Why, you are much smarter than a dog."

"Are you courting death? Compare me to a dog."

"Take it off quickly, it's dirty."

Jing Jiaren put her disheveled hair aside, walked over and closed the bathroom door: "You are really a young master, what's wrong with closing the door casually?"

Even with the door closed, the sound from the bathroom could still be heard clearly.

Because of the small space, this kind of house has not done good sound insulation measures.

Leng Lintian sank lazily on the sofa, and heard the sound of the two talking from time to time...

"Ximen Longting, lower your head, I'll wash your hair for you." Jing Jiaren picked up the disheveled hair and poured it on his head, and with the other hand, she seemed to be skillfully brushing the hair so that it would get soaked.

"Is this strength enough?"

"reluctantly."

"Water temperature OK?"

"improvise."

"You will die if your mouth is not cheap?" Jing Jiaren was not polite, "You won't praise me..."

"It will be your pleasure to wash my hair."

Leng Lintian heard it, and it was extremely harsh.pleasure?If Jing Jiaren was willing to wash his hair and bathe him, he would be willing to die.

An uncontrollable anxiety floated in his heart, rampaging in his body with nowhere to vent.

However, the sound in the bathroom is clearer...

Jing Jiaren suddenly barked and laughed, "Little poodle, what are you doing?"

Ximen Longting held Jing Jiaren in his arms, bare chested, wearing only wet men's underwear... Sexy and strong.

The water flowed down his chest, and he couldn't help rubbing against Jing Jiaren's body, getting close to her, and making out with her.

"What did you call me?"

"Little poodle... I was wrong..."

Then, the sound in the bathroom disappeared...

Leng Lintian took out the lighter and lit it a few times but it failed.

The more there is no sound, the more clogged his compressed air becomes.He can't stop thinking about what they are doing inside!

In fact, Jing Jiaren didn't do anything... She just suppressed Ximen Longting and forbade him to speak loudly.

"The soundproofing of this house is not good. If you make too much noise, your grandmother will hear you." Jing Jiaren said softly, "You don't want to be kicked out, do you?"

Ximen Longting had a deep meaning: "No matter how poor the sound insulation measures are, it won't spread to the next door... Are you afraid that Leng Lintian will hear it?"

Well, it's really too much to show affection so blatantly.

Although she couldn't accept Leng Lintian, she couldn't hurt him so recklessly!

A cruel smile appeared on Ximen Longting's face: "You don't know, it's more daydream if you don't make a sound?"

what?

Jing Jiaren frowned, before she understood what he meant, her big evil hands were soaked in water and wrapped around her waist.

Jing Jiaren glared at him: "Not honest!"

Fortunately, she didn't take a shower, and her whole body was wet...

"Jing Jiaren, take a bath with mandarin ducks!"