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

Jing Jiaren walked back to the living room, Ximen Longting sat obliquely, leaning on the back of the chair, and lazily moved a move of chess.

"Dead end!"

SUN was dumbfounded and yelled loudly: "Let SUN, let SUN! Let's compare again!"

"You stupid! Don't play chess with mentally handicapped children."

"When you get old and your intelligence declines, hehe..." SUN raised his long eyelashes, and glanced at Ximen Longting in disbelief, "When the time comes, you will let me fish! Wahahaha!"

Ximen Longting: "..."

"I made the cake," Jing Jiaren said in a sexy little chef's costume, "Mr. Ximen, the male and female mode is activated."

Ximen Longting's eyes fell on Jing Jiaren, scanning up and down several times.

Unexpected surprises burst out in the eyes!

This is what Jing Jiaren bought by chance when she was in the mall today to buy a bra.

Fortunately, Jing Jiaren drove Ximen Longting out and prevented them from entering the lingerie shop.

"When did you buy it?"

"What do you think?" Jing Jiaren smiled, "This is a reward for your obedience today..." and compensation for his unhappiness.

Ximen Longting's Adam's apple rose and fell.

Jing Jiaren reminded: "Boyfriend and boyfriend mode?"

"If you don't open it, it's not time yet!"

"..."

"Shall I go upstairs now?"

"Mr. Ximen, since you don't open it, let SUN enjoy this plate of cake alone." Jing Jiaren dragged the cake plate in her hand and turned around with a smile.

SUN stood up excitedly from the sofa: "Good! SUN tried his best to eat all by himself!"

Ximen Longting made a decisive decision, took out the timer and pressed it: "Jing Jiaren, sit next to me!"

"Sit next to SUN!"

"I."

"SUN!"

Jing Jiaren looked at the timer: "Son, your father has used his trump card! I can't do the same..."

"Why doesn't SUN have a trump card!? It's not fair!"

"Feed me the cake," Ximen Longting pulled Jing Jiaren into his arms and sat down, "Let me see if your craftsmanship has improved!"

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In the middle of the night, Jing Jiaren curled up intimately in Ximen Longting's arms, with two smears of dizziness on her face.

Ximen Longting stretched out his fingers, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and slowly let her go.

There was a trace of calculating darkness in the red pupils, he walked softly to the sofa, picked up Jing Jiaren's bag and opened the zipper, and everything poured out.

It's easy to find the wrapped gift box...

Ximen Longting unwrapped the gift belt, and felt the rustling sound of paper rubbing.

He tried not to tear the wrapping paper, took out the men's bracelet from the gift box, picked something from the drawer and put it in, replacing the present.

Close the lid and rewrap it along the original grain of the wrapping paper.

Jing Jiaren turned over, feeling that the heat around her was gone.

She touched her hand subconsciously, but it was empty.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ximen Longting with his back turned to her like a thief, playing with something.

Jing Jiaren rubbed her eyes: "Ximen Longting..."

The tall figure froze suddenly.

"What are you doing?"

Ximen Longting calmly tied the bow, put it back into the bag, and stood up straight: "Going to the toilet...why, you woke up from urinating too?"

"To the toilet? Is there a toilet?"

"Going in the wrong direction?!" Ximen Longting turned around, full of evil, "I didn't get tired from playing just now? What do you mean you woke up? Do you want to continue playing the game?"