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

She was suffocated by the tighter and tighter vines, which seemed to have penetrated into her chest, giving birth to barbs, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

A figure holding a dagger slowly emerged, it was Shang Yanxuan.

He was extremely indifferent, and the tip of the knife in his hand was still dripping blood...

[Beauty, come with me. 】

【you are mine. 】

Two men grabbed her wrists from left to right, Ximen Longting was bleeding profusely.

Shang Yanxuan lit a big fire and threw it over. Ximen Longting's whole body was on fire, like a demon burning in the fire of hell.

His body was swallowed up bit by bit by the raging fire, and the ashes were wiped out, but the flame suddenly exploded into a devil's mouth with fangs and lips!

"don't want……"

Jing Jiaren suddenly opened her eyes, came to her senses, and faced Ximen Longting's red pupils.

Thinking of that dream, she gasped hard, the feeling of being pierced by vines in her chest was still clearly felt, and her heart tightened and tore apart.

The broad palm helped her wipe away the sweat: "You're having a nightmare again."

"..."

"This time, is there me in the dream?"

He leaned over indifferently, sipping away a tear that overflowed from the corner of her eye.

"Who are the tears shed for?"

Jing Jiaren was startled, and then realized that she was crying.But she didn't know why the tears flowed, she just felt that her heart was still throbbing.

This dream is really weird, logically, it should be Ximen Longting who killed Shang Yanxuan.

He is so powerful, who can hurt him!

Ximen Longting stared at her closely: "Don't tell me, you forgot the content of the dream again."

"Forget." Jing Jiaren said hoarsely, "Dreams are like this, and I don't remember anything when I wake up."

Ximen Longting really wanted to get into her mind, to see what her nightmares were every time, it would scare her so much.But this time, it made her cry from fear!

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "Has your hair been cut?"

Ximen Longting nodded and helped her take off the bib.

She was still the same in the mirror, she hadn't changed at all, and she couldn't see the change at all from the naked eye.

Just a few very short hair clippings on the ground.

Jing Jiaren was speechless for a moment: "Could it be that you cut your hair with split ends?"

"Do you want to cut off the good parts too?"

"Why are you so serious, it's just hair, it will grow again if you cut it!"

He kissed her hair: "Hair is also part of your body."

Wilson brought the SLR: "Master, the camera is here."

"What, do you want to take a picture?" Jing Jiaren asked.

"I got a new hairstyle and took a photo as a souvenir."

"My hairstyle hasn't changed at all!"

"You don't want to take pictures with me?" Ximen Longting pinched her nose.

"No, if you want to take a photo with me, you can just say so without making excuses." Jing Jiaren deliberately laughed at him.

Ximen Longting looked at her deeply, and generously admitted: "I want to take a photo with you."

"..." Jing Jiaren didn't know what to say, didn't he like taking pictures?He would take the initiative to take pictures with her.

I don't know why, but when I think back to the dream just now, I feel that the devil in front of me is not as powerful as she thought. He is also a human being, a flesh and blood body, and he will be born, old, sick and die.

He seemed to be a lot thinner than when she first met.

She never paid attention to him, so how could she pay attention to these things?

"What are you staring at me for?" Ximen Longting picked up her chin, "Did you know me on the first day?" She was suffocated by the tighter and tighter vines, which seemed to have penetrated into her chest, She was barbed, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

A figure holding a dagger slowly emerged, it was Shang Yanxuan.

He was extremely indifferent, and the tip of the knife in his hand was still dripping blood...

[Beauty, come with me. 】

【you are mine. 】

Two men grabbed her wrists from left to right, Ximen Longting was bleeding profusely.

Shang Yanxuan lit a big fire and threw it over. Ximen Longting's whole body was on fire, like a demon burning in the fire of hell.

His body was swallowed up bit by bit by the raging fire, and the ashes were wiped out, but the flame suddenly exploded into a devil's mouth with fangs and lips!

"don't want……"

Jing Jiaren suddenly opened her eyes, came to her senses, and faced Ximen Longting's red pupils.

Thinking of that dream, she gasped hard, the feeling of being pierced by vines in her chest was still clearly felt, and her heart tightened and tore apart.

The broad palm helped her wipe away the sweat: "You're having a nightmare again."

"..."

"This time, is there me in the dream?"

He leaned over indifferently, sipping away a tear that overflowed from the corner of her eye.

"Who are the tears shed for?"

Jing Jiaren was startled, and then realized that she was crying.But she didn't know why the tears flowed, she just felt that her heart was still throbbing.

This dream is really weird, logically, it should be Ximen Longting who killed Shang Yanxuan.

He is so powerful, who can hurt him!

Ximen Longting stared at her closely: "Don't tell me, you forgot the content of the dream again."

"Forget." Jing Jiaren said hoarsely, "Dreams are like this, and I don't remember anything when I wake up."

Ximen Longting really wanted to get into her mind, to see what her nightmares were every time, it would scare her so much.But this time, it made her cry from fear!

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "Has your hair been cut?"

Ximen Longting nodded and helped her take off the bib.

She was still the same in the mirror, she hadn't changed at all, and she couldn't see the change at all from the naked eye.

Just a few very short hair clippings on the ground.

Jing Jiaren was speechless for a moment: "Could it be that you cut your hair with split ends?"

"Do you want to cut off the good parts too?"

"Why are you so serious, it's just hair, it will grow again if you cut it!"

He kissed her hair: "Hair is also part of your body."

Wilson brought the SLR: "Master, the camera is here."

"What, do you want to take a picture?" Jing Jiaren asked.

"I got a new hairstyle and took a photo as a souvenir."

"My hairstyle hasn't changed at all!"

"You don't want to take pictures with me?" Ximen Longting pinched her nose.

"No, if you want to take a photo with me, you can just say so without making excuses." Jing Jiaren deliberately laughed at him.

Ximen Longting looked at her deeply, and generously admitted: "I want to take a photo with you."

"..." Jing Jiaren didn't know what to say, didn't he like taking pictures?He would take the initiative to take pictures with her.

I don't know why, but when I think back to the dream just now, I feel that the devil in front of me is not as powerful as she thought. He is also a human being, a flesh and blood body, and he will be born, old, sick and die.

He seemed to be a lot thinner than when she first met.

She never paid attention to him, so how could she pay attention to these things?

"What are you staring at me for?" Ximen Longting picked up her jaw, "Did you know me on the first day?"