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

The hatred in Ximen Longting's heart accumulated day by day.How much he hates Ximen Fenglie, and now he is frustrated if he loses the battle.

"Let me see your face." Jing Jiaren pinched his chin.

Ximen Longting opened it stubbornly.

Jing Jiaren pinched her again: "Let me take a closer look."

Ximen Longting insisted again: "Caring about me will always come last, it's too late now!"

"Why are you like this? I really care about you." Jing Jiaren pinched his chin again, but he pushed her away again.

Jing Jiaren punched him on the chest: "Don't make trouble! Don't refuse my concern!"

Ximen Longting's face darkened, he gasped, and subconsciously dodged.

Jing Jiaren was slightly surprised, and suddenly unbuttoned his clothes.

Usually the two buttons on his collar will never be fastened, he likes to leave them slightly open, revealing his strong chest for sex appeal...

But today, I buckled the top one neatly.

Jing Jiaren, are you a pig?It's only now that something is wrong.

Ximen Longting pinched her wrist: "Didn't you say you're not in the mood? Can't wait now?"

"I don't have time to joke with you, let me see..." Jing Jiaren tore his clothes in desperation.

Most of Ximen Longting's body was wrapped in bandages, which showed that his injuries were serious.

A trace of shock flashed across Jing Jiaren's eyes, she stared at him closely and asked:

"Why is there a glove on your left hand?"

When he was holding her back just now, his left hand was very strange.

She suddenly thought of Leng Lintian's metal hand: "Aren't you... the same as Leng Lintian?"

Ximen Longting looked at her with raised lips: "This is fair, I will pay him the compensation."

Jing Jiaren's eyes trembled, tears were about to overflow...

"I'm lying to you, try it if you dare to cry!"

"Then take off your gloves..."

Ximen Longting took off his gloves, and wrapped his hands with bandages, connecting his arms to his shoulders.

He wears gloves to cover his wounds...

Jing Jiaren held his bandaged hand, checked it back and forth, squeezed it carefully, and saw Ximen Long breathing in pain, she was relieved.

"If it hurts, it means there is perception, so this hand is fine. How could it hurt like this?"

Ximen Longting stared at her with deep eyes: "Any happiness requires a price..."

Such a heavy price, they all escaped death!

"Jing Jiaren, I have you from now on. Even if I really lose one of my arms in exchange for temporary happiness, I'm willing."

temporary bliss...

His big hand was still in hers, but she didn't even dare to hold it tightly.

For this happiness, he was scarred and scarred, and she really felt sorry for him.

At the same time, she also understood the meaning of Ximen Longting's words, and understood why the failure of this battle made him so resentful——

Once Master Ximen is alive, he is the enemy.

After the impact of Ximen Longting, he must be more vigilant and more difficult to deal with, and he will not let them go easily, searching for their whereabouts everywhere...

They can only avoid Master Ximen's sight and live in a place isolated from the world.

The point is, Jing Jiaren's body is still poisoned and needs antibiotics to keep her alive.

Jian Chenche said at the beginning that antibiotics can only last her one year.

Five months have passed, and she is only half a year old.

She can't hide forever!

Jing Jiaren's hand gently stroked the grid pattern of the bandage: "Are we going to that island now?"